Before we even get to Thanksgiving, I need to stop, and be thankful. Today began as a mess of assorted messages, on several phones. Plus many more calls that followed. My “time off” jammy day turned into “work from home” all damn afternoon-into-evening.
And that’s where I began to notice how blessed we are. Because during all of those voice-mails and urgent texts, I was able to also communicate with loving family. In my home. Next to the father of my beautiful and healthy children.
I’m not alone and homeless and out of work right now. I’m not facing any major medical* situations. I have two jobs, one doesn’t really pay much, and the other is barely over minimum wage. But this is all work that I am physically able to do.
* Although, sadly, because of my broken bridge from last year, my dental situation IS becoming dire and not something we can afford to fix any time soon. (Or fucking ever at this rate.)
On the metaphysical front? For some reason I’m able to hear and share messages that are healing and helpful. My life is delightful, and I want to tell the world that I am grateful.
What I woke up with today (before the barrage of shit was known) arrived with some amazingly vivid and layered images.
The reason it’s said that one can never go home again is because . . . .
. . . . it is not a where,
it is a when.
That time in our lives which made the most impression isn’t a geographic position. Sure, we may have had a house to grow up in, or a town we felt was our own, but the physical location could have taken any form or structure or piece of ground.
It was the minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years that created our “home” memories more than anything else. That, and the people we spent those minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years with.
What I’ve been learning about release and grief and depression is that we can handle a hell of a lot more strain than we give ourselves credit for. To look back at those moments with fondness and love is to honour them.
We don’t have to feel the pain, we can simply experience the joy. The letting go of that “want” mentality, that “oh I long for” wishfulness can be freeing once we know (and I do know) that we’ll see and feel it all again.
Living here in this moment, being mindful of all that we have now, is another way of acknowledging (and celebrating) where (and when, and who) we have come from.
And then I looked at our card altar, still within the regular rotation, we’ve been given a delightfully uplifting draw, as if it were a present for being such enlightened and lovely creatures.
You have the Midas touch right now,
and every project you begin turns to gold.
You’re on a roll at this time, with the energy of heightened success surrounding you and your endeavors. You instantly manifest your thoughts and ideas now, so choose them carefully! Just as you are capable of manifesting masterpieces right now, you’re also able to manifest problems. But the good news is that you can also undo any manifestations that you are unhappy about.
An alchemist is someone who turns base metal into precious gold or silver. You have the ability to take ordinary projects and make them come alive with meaning, blessings, and abundance for everyone involved.
Your gratitude for your God-given manifestation power, and also the joy you feel in response to the beautiful creations that stem from it, are keys to amplifying your alchemy abilities.
Thank you for helping me focus my thoughts completely on joy and the desire to be connected to Divine love. I am so grateful that all of my needs are so carefully addressed – instantly.”
Magical Mermaids and Dolphins Oracle Cards by Doreen Virtue
is from Dan’s younger sister, THIS took off and went viral just recently. And I couldn’t be more pleased. Our country is seriously broken, but the fact that this young woman is able to get her message out there simply makes my heart happy.