The Root
I was asking myself the other day where the root of all of my experiences lie. So many lessons I have been learning recently have been coming together with a very familiar theme and I stopped for a minute to take it all in. I’ve read so many pages of my astrology and my human design to study who I am and what I am called to do here and often they seem so unclear and questions are constantly popping up around them. I’ll have an experience and say to myself, “Is this it? Is this what I am here to do?” but lately there’s been a trend.
Red Room
The more I live in this body and experience these experiences, the more I understand who I am and what works best for me. I spent the first 30 years of my life figuring out what isn’t write for me, and I am now spending many years going forward figuring out what does. I now understand how to take care of myself in ways I’ve never experienced before. I now understand how to communicate in ways I have never experienced before. I now understand how to set and hold boundaries in ways I have never experienced before. It is incredible what life will teach you if you are willing to listen…
Celebrating Me
Birthdays as an adult has always been such an elusive thing for me. I’ve always understood celebrating the kids birthdays because my own childhood was filled with great memories there, but as an adult it always felt like something was off about celebrating myself.
Blindfolded
I’m sitting with this idea of what it has been like to be living my life up until this point and recognizing it’s a lot like being blindfolded. Because my eyes were covered, my other senses were picking things up constantly and doing their best to decipher what was actually happening but the full truth or what was really going on was never quite available.
Mind Meditation
I am noticing in my meditation, what a pull my mind has to try and find things and topics to work on that would be me initiating and creating frustration for myself. It wanted me to sort all of Paytons books into categories, which to my emotional center feels like something I’d proud of.