This year has been a very momumental one for me so far. The winter started off slow and quiet, but the momentum really began to build into February. And now, I feel that *things* are starting to really accelerate, full steam ahead. It feels like a pregnant period, like a gestation of ideas, relationships, desires and plans. I just keep seeing an egg, or a womb. Something soft, warm and pulasting with life but not quiet fully formed just yet…
It’s also a time for balance. Harmony, homeostasis. It can feel like there is a lot of energy swirling around in the atmosphere, like when you feel extra zappy after shuffling your feet on the carpet. Sometimes I feel like if I lean in a little too close to when someone is talking, a spark will fly from my nose to theirs. It makes me think about a recent thrift store find I scored – a plasma globe.
Do you remember those as a kid? The glass globe filled with gas and light, and when touched the strings of electricity would follow your finger…well I bought this as a piece of decor to keep by me when I am working. It’s mostly a reminder to show my clients, hey, look what happens when we touch?
What was the point of me bringing this up? Energy, frequency, magnetism…we know these are all real concepts, physical properties and interactions. It feels very scientific, but when you talk about it related to people it immediately becomes very woo-woo. But I can’t help it, I feel what I feel. I am the plasma globe. When we touch, there’s a little exchange there. It’s inevitable.
But something about this season has been extra charged up and vibrating with life. Personal growth and discoveries too, a new found knowledge and understanding of me, is just priceless. Is there any better feeling than having a new realization about yourself? That profound, instant undisputable knowing – the answer you have been seek illuminated in buzzing neon. A light, shined right directly in your dark spot. Eek I just love it! Not alway immediately, but eventually, always.
So it’s almost 1am…I just had to get something out. No altar, no ritual, no cleansing (I didn’t even put away my clean laundry!) what happened to the girl who said Cleanlines is Next to Godliness? (Looks around the room…couldn’t be this B). Anyway, this post is a bit out of sync with last couple but oh well, deal with it! Happy SPRING!