9:12AM

Writing yesterday took a tremendous amount of effort and tries. I spent hours – several hours –  starting in the morning working on and off all the way until past midnight piecing together what I produced slowly, slowly, slowly. It was exhausting but never felt like “too much” since it was strikingly clear every step of the way that This Was Not It. The final product didn’t feel great either but I was literally at the end of my rope.

It’s a new morning. And it’s a totally new day. Except the clouds did a really great job of connecting how I fell asleep to Right Now and yes, of course it’s different, but oh it’s still very much the same –

Things have been really loud for me lately. At first Jack joked about it – “grandma” – and then I thought about it more and see I really do have sensitive ears sometimes. Becoming increasingly aware of all the noise around me has been interesting, I feel it. I’ve felt Pressure pushing on my head for over a week now, my chest a bit, too, and I don’t think loud noise helps.

Been dancing in that playground between Space and Structure. We each have our individual, ever-changing concoction to Freedom; Staying Present seems to be a consistent Key in sanity.

Maybe I’ll do some of these entires like a diary. Just pop in through out the day –

Hey, Hello, Hi There – Unedited work to excessively refined, sharing old entries, travel entries to the reality of Right Now.

I think I’m going to go lay back down… the clouds are cuddly and the air is cool. I’ve been working to just stay calm. Things feel scattered and like A Lot, Just Stay Calm I tell myself, Just Stay Calm. It’s been mostly working.

 

12:04PM

Make it of Value, she said

Make it of Value.

Purium Mastermind Calls, nuggets of wisdom, Gold reminders I already know but so easily forget –

It’s la verdad,  there’s so much fluff out there…

Come with the intention to contribute something Loving, Powerful, Real. 

Even if it’s not pretty.

Even if it’s not perfect.

Real.

 

1:45PM

Frustration’s starting to get ruffled up. I was finally able to post yesterday’s piece after an hour of more web glitches. Feeling heavy in showing up to this tune-up task.

 

4:47PM

Getting ready to teach yoga and dilly dallying. Eating even though I’m not hungry and seeing my triggers clearly yet not stopping myself enough to Conquer. It’s crazy how shit perpetuates more shit when the only answer really is Time and Space.

Time and Space.

Hands off,

Hands Up,

Time and Space.

 

11:22PM

Taught two classes this evening to a bunch of lovely souls.

Teaching makes me a better person.

Closing my eyes and speaking from the heart,

sometimes being surprised by what comes out,

Divine Messages.

Stayed late talking to an old friend who just came back from living in Aussie.

She had questions and stories and smiles.

“How long have you been back now?”, she asked.

I replied with a guess – “2 -3 months maybe?”

Not tracking time like that much these days.

Moment to Moment.

Moment to Moment.