Every now and again, the past comes alive with the scent of familiarity on it's wings. Warm familiarity, the type that sits in your stomach and invites you to travel a path you once wished you could travel again.
Welcome back, Lyssa.
Bear with me for a moment here as I recall a ritual I related to someone last night, as it relates perfectly to the situation in which we presently find ourselves.
For anxiety relief, Native Americans used to take a length of cloth and tie it loosely to a tree. They would leave it exposed to the elements, letting nature eventually beat the knot loose. From what I understand, the knot symbolized tension, and assigning the tension to a physical location meant they could let it go, and let nature take care of it for them.
To the latent observer, it might serve as a reminder that all things mature with the passage of time. For me, it serves as a reminder that regardless of whether or not we are able to see slow it's maturation, something beautiful is always in the works...like a rekindling.
On the right side of this page you will find the archives. When you're done reading this, click on 'September' and start by reading the pilot post found at the bottom. It is titled Thoughts Are Physical. The posts present in chronological order from the bottom up. To gain a full appreciation for the concoction of practical spiritual values I apply to my life, it's important that you read them in order.
I will probably do the same thing, as reading this blog from start to finish was initially part of my training regimen.
There is no stagnation in the Universe, Lyssa. Everything is in motion. The only thing holding us back from becoming who we want to be is our lack of faith in the notion that intention creates reality.
P.S: Remember the raise in pay and the holy shit moment that went along with it? You can thank me for that by saving your pennies. It will pay off very shortly.
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