At this time of year, one would think that all focus lands on Gratitude. But no. Today I woke up with a different message.
One of looking within. Because so often (far more frequently than is good for us), we forget to start with ourselves.
Isn’t the rule, “deity, self, others?” Yes, I believe that it is. Are we practicing that Divine Order? Or are we allowing the needs of others to shove our self-care aside?
Right now, it’s all about……
respect and responsibility.
Respecting ourselves enough to say no when the demands become unreasonable. Responsibility to our own soul’s journey.
We can put our own needs first. It truly is a gift to all when everyone feels their best. And when we responsibly lead by example, others follow, at a respectful distance.
If I had gone through every option in every stack here in the card altar room, I couldn’t have found a more perfect match for this message.
“Sacred Pool ~ 47 ~
‘The world is a reflection of your thoughts, feelings, and beliefs. Embody the love you wish to see in the world.’
When you look into the mirror, do you like what you see? The Sacred Pool card asks that you focus on self-love and self-esteem.
We are all works in progress, so a detached self-examination made with rigorous honesty is called for now.
Reflect by the Sacred Pool and be at peace with yourself. Can you see how far you’ve come and how magical your life is?
Do you notice the spark of the Divine shining through your eyes? When you are conscious that you’re the embodiment of Spirit, it becomes easier to respect yourself and act in good conscience . . . then you’ll reap the greatest rewards.
Your unique service to the world is not only needed but celebrated. See the love within you, and know that if you cast it upon the waters, it will return to you tenfold.
Be at peace, for you are beautiful and loved. Act with surety and confidence, and success shall be yours – whatever your inquiry.”
The Enchanted Map Oracle Cards by Colette Baron-Reid
is this small offering which was left for us by some of our neighborhood turkeys.
This particular flock, or family group, makes a daily pilgrimage over our roof, from below us in the cul-de-sac, up onto the next block. We are merely part of the route.