LIR 42215 IsaR & Ansaz in Air

(no pictures this week, cuz they're on the other computer)

This will not be a week of isolation, hibernation. It is a week to expect all sorts of energy interactions.

   If the question is to stay home or to go out? Go out.

   If the question is "whose energy is this?" The answer might be, someone else's.

Remember, there are many ways to leave our happy hidey holes. One good way is communication - through writing, social media, phones, videos, packages. Even meditation.

And there may a lot of ideas, a lot of inspiration this week. Do you have a good system for filing it? Cataloging? Putting it someplace you can easily find it again? Because when there's a stream of thoughts, sometimes it's all we can do to write them down. We'll have to flesh them out later.

Chances are it will be difficult to find a minute of peace this week. So be ready. Make your own. Know when you absolutely need to have a few minutes of mindlessness.  And know when you're just nervous or unsure. Is it truth or fear which is keeping you and your thoughts tucked inside?

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So how was your week, last week? Did you make it through with your truth intact? With your peace?

Mine went by so quickly, so fully, I can analyze it completely. But I can say there was a moment of despair as I contemplated this trip I am currently on... the Threshold Choir gathering. For no good reason, of course, except those last minute... I don't want to say dragons of despair, because I think of dragons as majestic and forceful and kind of imminent... and these thoughts are less solid, so they kind of slide around the daily thoughts and preparations until suddenly I'm sitting in front of the computer thinking, do I really want to do this? What kind of person will I be at this event?

But obviously, I did travel. I did not stay in isolation. And I'm sure I'll be glad I did, once I find my voice. (But that's a topic for another blog.)

As for the inspiration, I felt I came closer to getting all my ideas organized. I feel compulsively that I must gather them all in one place, before I get started on the writing part of the writing again. Not only to try and find the lost pieces of ideas, but I think, so that I can write with the confidence that I will always be able to find what I've done. As I type this out (Hoping i actually sound coherent) I realize it's a form of honoring my work. It is important enough to me to be filed with as much care as the taxes. Or the medical files. These are my babies.

Beyond the reading, since I have you here, I have to say I feel like I'm slamming into all these realities, and truths. Solidifying things. Not becoming so much as discovering. Fulfilling? manifesting! It's a bit disconcerting from the inside and I often revert to old patterns, but oh, the glory and freedom of remembering, it's all practice.

I hope you have a great week!
-Lila