Truth or superstition?
I don’t care, and I can hear Steve Wonder singing it. I am ready, and today as most days, I’m choosing to believe.
It might be very superstitious, but the writing is in my hand.
Good things are heading my way.
Truth or superstition?
I don’t care, and I can hear Steve Wonder singing it. I am ready, and today as most days, I’m choosing to believe.
It might be very superstitious, but the writing is in my hand.
Good things are heading my way.
There has always been something magical about these ancient bristlecones for me. Whether it is their unique shapes, while whipped into place by Mother Nature and the storms of their life’s, or whether it is the twists and turns that have learned to withstand such force, bristlecones stand their ground and are one of a kind. Different from others, strong and special on their own.
The world of an empath is challenging and rewarding at the same time. A healthy balance is key, and solitude is needed to retreat and charge your batteries when your light is getting dim.
I’ve had plenty of times thinking that I have felt just a little too much. That it was a curse to get involved too deeply, feeling everything as if it was happening to me directly, picking up the pain and hardship of others while it was draining my own energy away. But would it be better not to feel at all? What an empty shell would we be without our feelings and compassion. Without the opportunities to make a difference for others and do good in this world.
There is little control in adjusting the level of how much you want to feel. It’s either all or nothing and an empath has no choice. It’s draining as you pick up the unspoken energy of society and the world around you. You easily sense vibes and moods without even trying, no matter how much someone wants to conceal those emotions. You smell a lie and excuse a mile away. Not much gets by you which in turn can be intimidating to others. Most likely you can’t stand gossip as it brings disruption and turmoil into your life.
Highly sensitive people are too often perceived as weaklings or damaged goods. To feel intensely is not a symptom of weakness, it is the trademark of the truly alive and compassionate. It is not the empath that is broken, it is society that has become dysfunctional and emotionally disabled. There is no shame in expressing your authentic feelings. Those who are at times described as being a “hot mess” or having “too many issues” are the very fabric of what keeps the dream alive for a more caring, humane world. Never be ashamed to let your tears shine a light in this world.
~Anthon St. Maarten
This picture is a couple of years old and was taken at Ralston Lake in the Sierra Nevadas. It was a beautiful hike and a day full of leisure and adventure. At one point I took this picture of the shoreline, not quite sure what attracted me to take it, but I did. It wasn’t until I was at home and converted it to a black and white picture, that I saw this smiling beauty starring back at me. There she was the whole time, lying directly in front of me and i never saw her until later. If you don’t see it, try to view the picture horizontally. What do you think. Kinda creepy or cool?
Guys have I mentioned that I love rocks, gemstones and crystals? Also wood, fossils, pebbles, beach glass, you name it. Yep, I’m that girl that get’s quite excited from these precious marvels I believe to be treasures. Whether it is the simplicity of Moss or pine cones, up to the stunning beauty and healing properties of crystals and gemstones, I’m always amazed how much peace these things bring me. Get me a rock and I’ll treat it just as special as my most valued piece of jewelry. Yep, that’s how much I like it. They are my treasures and I call them my “Gemmies”. And yeah, another word I made up. 😉
Well, I made a trip to the gemstone the other day. You can just look and you don’t have to buy anything they said as the idea came up, but is that even possible? Nah, not working for me, and I have to get away with something in my hands. I will literally talk myself into it until I believe that somehow I deserve a little treat. It usually goes rather quickly and I don’t need a lot convincing. Gee….the struggles.
I never have a specific item of what I want to get, well, scratch that comment because yesterday for the first time I went with intent. In the end I still got something else. As I walk through the store I look at all the beautiful stones, and eventually something grabs and attracts me, as it pulls me in. I noticed it just before Germany as I selected my Celestite rock and later learned that it was a way to connect with the Angels. I remember holding it in my hand and feeling so calm and peaceful. It was amazing. It was enough for me to know that this was the one.
This time was not any different, and all of a sudden I found myself standing in front of this rock called a Zeolite. I held it and just like before, I knew. Leaving the store, I had no clue about it, not the origin, it’s healing powers and purpose, nothing. Back at home I looked at the little card that accompanied the rock and quickly educated myself. I was amazed, and couldn’t help but to think back to my oracle card reading from the other day.
Protected by Angels. There is a divine plan for your life. Your life is guided, where some of the messages from that reading.
I find it to be no coincidence that I ended up in front of this stone. I know I was guided and I know that this was the next piece for me to have. Why you wonder?Look at part of the summary for this stone.
Zeolites:
Zeolites are said to be extraordinarily helpful for absorbing and removing toxins, whether it be in the environment or in the person. In a person, this metaphysical aspect would make zeolites excellent healing stones, and they are often used in conjunction with Reiki. Zeolites are also said to be useful for agriculture or gardening, especially when they are buried in the field of garden. Zeolites are said to remove negative energy and bring in happiness where the negative energy was. Mystical healing lore says that zeolites are helpful for a goiter, addictions, detoxifications, and bloating. Each individual type of zeolite also has its own unique metaphysical properties.
I found it amazing, especially due to my latest struggles with my health and having to clear some negative energy around me. If this “Gemmie” can detoxify whatever seems to cause some of the struggles, then I’m a very happy camper. And look how gorgeous it is on top of it.
That moment when a picture says a thousand words.
Sometimes, we need something to believe in. Something that gives us that little push and newfound inspiration. We search and hang on to any thread of possibility. We see everything as signs because we need believe and hope to pull us through the rough patches. I have become so good at noticing those signs and I enjoy it a great deal. To be able to read the synchronicities that are intentional and are no coincidence by any means. There is meaning to be discovered and nothing happens by accident.
Just a few days ago, I wrote a post about an Oracle card reading I did for myself. “Protected by Angels” was one of the cards that came up, with a message that would intensify in the near future, just a few days later.
“Watch for your Angels signs, especially in the form of feathers, the card read. There’s a secret plan for your life. Your life is guided. The angelic message is that you are going in the right direction and everything is unfolding exactly as it should be. When you receive this card, it can also mean that you are an angelic, healing force for others because the light within you is so bright”.
A powerful card, which message put me at ease, and left me feeling favored and protected. The card came and went, but it wasn’t going to be the end of it. Looking out into my backyard, a bright white feather was lying directly in front of me. I have found many feathers in the past, but never one like this, and in this color. That was unusual enough to prompt further research to get to the bottom of the meaning.
Spiritually, a white feather is typically seen as a sign from the angel or spirit of a loved one who has passed on. White feathers symbolize faith and protection and are most significant when found in the spot where they are not likely to be, such as inside of a home or an automobile.
White feathers are spiritually tied to angels due to the fact that humans associate angels with wings, usually white ones. Finding a white feather after a loved one has passed away brings a sense of comfort during mourning. White symbolizes purity and many people believe that finding a white feather is a sign that they are on the right path in life.
In olden times, feathers signified a variety of things. People placed feathers under the pillows of family members and loved ones in order to speed up recovery, and feathers were also placed in doorways to keep unwanted visitors from entering the home.
In Native American culture, the appearance of random white feathers signifies rebirth and new beginnings, and feathers are commonly worn on Native American headdresses to symbolize hope and faith as well as to strengthen the connection between the physical and spiritual world.
Not only do I feel reassured to trust the process and the path I can not always see, but so many answers reached me with the arrival of this white feather. Whether it comes to the purity of intend, to keeping hope and faith alive in the most adverse of times, or knowing that my guardian angels are watching out for me, the sign received and message retrieved was necessary to strengthen all of these things. Sometimes we need something to believe in, and when we believe, the universe will provide us with the answers.
Just the post title could set off an array of questions and debatable topics. Sounds familiar….I bet you have hustled all of your life, haven’t you? Worked hard to make ends meet, had no other choice, and there has never been another way. Where are you now, has your approach been successful or has it left you yearning? Have you found something missing in your hustle?
I bet you never caught that break and you are still waiting. One day it’s going to happen and everything will change. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but chances are you will continue to wait. Some things are surely out of our control, but others are destined to be created by us. Happiness depends on us and our vision on how we view success. Life can be tough, we all know and nobody gets out without their share of experiences. Sometimes it’s a success just to overcome these experiences if you can let them change you for the better instead of the worse. But what if you could make things a little easier now and align your hustle?
Maybe you could destroy the idea that you have to be constantly working and grinding in order to be successful. Embrace the concept that rest, recovery, and reflection are essential parts of the progress towards a successful and ultimately happy life.
What moments could you collect now, what memories could be made? How could you bring balance to the madness? Wouldn’t a nap, or daydreaming under that tree be wonderful to counteract the hectic of today’s modern day life? Wouldn’t that be success towards a happy life at it’s finest?
Have you ever heard of the Shikoba Wild Woman Sisterhood? It’s a movement of women in which light and darkness come together. Where we join forces and dance to the fullness of life by empowering each other. Shikoba connects us with Mother Earth, an environment where women connect in respect and equality.
Here is a little something that speaks to my own heart when it comes to the subject of being a Wild Woman. What is that really mean? For sure to be interpreted different from person to person, maybe even taken out of context here and there. Here is a small part of my own take on it.
Wild women follow no religion,
We follow the teachings of our ancestors and nature is our temple.
Nature is our mother and teacher.
Our sisters provide the strength we need,
And the goddess holds us within her heart.
The Wild Woman follows nothing but her wild heart.
~Shikoba
Here is celebrating all of you who have found the courage to be your own wild woman. The ones that march to the beat of their own drum. The nonconformists that can’t be tamed and who have a hunger for unconventionality and freedom. The ones that see a living soul in the eye of each animal, and the ones who love with all their passion and heart. It takes courage to be a Wild Woman, but the rewards will always offset the risks. Here is to you my sisters. 💙🦋
Wounded Healers…
They are not born and they are not made…
They create themselves through conquering adversity, trial and error and extreme pain and suffering,
They conquer fear and find a way to speak their truth even when they are afraid.
In doing so they shine light for others who are lost and feeling alone, and in return their inner light ignites with renewed purpose.
A purpose greater than they ever could have imagined.
This post was inspired by a few ladies of which story I got to learn more about recently. Each one has inspired me in ways they could not possibly know, and although I would love to mention them here, each one is so special and deserves their very own post. I was thinking perhaps in a “Celebrating “YOU” segment. I know some of you still remember this, the time I ran a weekly post to celebrate and point out the ones in our life’s that make a difference. I think it’s time to revisit this and do some celebrating. You sure deserve it, so stay tuned.