Musings and What-not

After throwing all of my crystals into the basuda, one of them decided to drag itself out of the depths of my subconscious and was like, "Yeah, ummm, we ain't done, cuz."  Welcome back, Tiger Eye! Even though my apartment looks like I just moved out of my parents' home, and I am just starting out in the world, I noticed that, after all that cleansing, I still felt really scattered. Not scattered in the sense that I was overexcited. I felt like I was at a standstill as if all of my energy had been dispersed, and I was left with just a speck. Getting rid of my TV and Roku players has helped clear the primary distraction in my life, but I knew there was something else I could do to help me fully get back to my center. Funny how I would find that center while reading a book about a Witch who happened to never leave home without her Tiger Eye pendant. And the book kept bringing that pendant up over and over and over again. So, I took it as a sign. I reopened my Etsy accoun...

A little over 4 months, I took a much-needed respite from everything. I needed to take a hard look on what I had been attached to in my life, and why.

I have often succumbed to the "deliciousness" of Oreo Cookies, Cheetos, Doritos, Dr. Pepper, Haagen Dazs, and countless others. Additionally, I have supported companies that offer various services — that degrade resources needed to sustain life on this plane(t) — all in the name of convenience.

Not many people would look at this adage in a positive light. Many look upon it with disdain and wish it had never been uttered. Or better yet... that Murphy had actually been an optimist.

I do not always wear crystals. Now that you have picked yourself off the floor from that revelation allow me to explain why.

Many times, I have written about accepting who we are. Many times, I have taking the journey of this humanness and tried to lay into simple terms that we, as a collective, are not human at all.

When I was 4 years old, my mother and her then-husband took me and my half-siblings to see a movie. This movie touched me so profoundly that it has remained a beloved favorite for over 45 years. That movie was Jesus Christ Superstar . I vividly remembering saying to my mother, much to her horror, how sexy Jesus was. Well, the actor who was portraying him. Then Caiaphas' fine behind came on screen, and I'm pretty sure I lost my shit. SO sexy! I was four. And ahead of my time. But I digress... back to the purpose of this writing. Of all the movies I have watched through the years, this one still moves me. One song in particular brings to mind the feelings that a Lightworker feels at some point on their journey. Feelings of being tired of their mission. Feelings of wanting it to be over. An intense longing to return Home. I, too, have felt these intense emotions. And quite often, I have holed myself up... in hopes that the cup would be given to someone else. The cup that can be in...