I have had so much going on I have not written in awhile. I almost wrote the other day, and I still want to impart the message I heard in my mind and heart all week last week. That message is “Show them there is another way.” There is so much in that short sentence, and I ask you to open your hearts to it.
My guidance reminded me constantly last week to be the change that I want to see. To be the best that I can be at any given moment. To be loving and kind, to be courageous, and so much more that I can’t quite put into words. It means to lead, and live, by example. It is similar to the same message that so many teachers have tried to impart to us over the millennia, and it is still relevant now.
Intuition has been strong lately, and I never cease to be amazed. We are the recipients of a lot of wonderful cosmic energy right now. Those who are sensitive to energy can feel it. Many believe that wonderful things are coming for us here on Earth. I sure hope so. I’ve waited most of my life for something I just can’t explain but know in my heart. Coming “soon” is a relative term.
Things are moving for me personally, and since I know that the micro mimics the macro, I assume that things that have been stuck are also moving for many of you. I am on the cusp of a more interesting career path for instance. I have been in stuck mode since my personal life began disintegrating (when everyone began getting sick). We put our house back on the market, picked out another one immediately that we both love, and things have been flowing there. I took the arduous steps of emotionally detaching from the house and material items in it so that it will sell just last week. Within a day, we had been designated Home of the Week by the local board of Realtors, and I sold my bedroom furniture. Today I expect to sell the other set of bedroom furniture that we are selling, and a close friend with a baby girl is coming to get Erin’s Barbie collection. I also donated a ton of stuff, including her dishes and cups, to charity. That alone gave me a splitting headache because I had not moved so much energy in this home in almost 4 years. Selling the furniture and cleaning out the drawers, etc. yesterday resulted in both a headache and then later a stuffy nose. I am sharing because those are the types of things that can result from energy fluctuations. And yes, sometimes it’s just pollen or something. With some dedication one learns to tell the difference.
I tuned in this morning and got a strong message that my house will sell when I have moved the items out that I need to move. Otherwise, I may stop the progress and hoard what I don’t need again. I also heard Erin’s sweet voice last night and she said it would be soon.
Which brings me to something else that I want to share that is very important. All along, I have known that I can’t go back, and I don’t want to for many reasons. It would be wonderful to find myself “back” before her body died, but presumably the lessons and value would be lost and I may or may not have to go through this again. She gave me and her daddy such a gift, one that we may not fully realize for a very long time, but it was an undeniable gift. We are such different people today than we were on August 14, 2014 (or even last year for that matter). We are better people. Not perfect, but better. We have figured out there is a better way, and maybe we are wayshowers, who knows. But the bottom line is that we have to go forward to become who we are to become, just as we did to become who we are in this Now today. And we are way better parents now than we were then. We understand deeply what we did that we could have done better, and we have accepted that and imagined how we would be different.
I don’t want to get into a long discussion about how that changes the energy…I know that many of you who read my blog either aren’t into or well-versed in that, and I’ll save it for an article or something later. Those of you who are into metaphysics, you know what I was getting at.
And so today we will continue to work on moving energy. I am giving mine and my mother’s old records (vinyl) to a LHS classmate, and I hope to give her Elvis stuff to another classmate who is as big a fan as she was. If we sell the other bedroom furniture, then we will be stirring up the energy in Erin’s bedroom when we move her bed to the other room and redress it. Some of this has been overwhelming, and I get why it has to be done in pieces.
I have thanked my house and let it know that it deserves a family who lives and loves here. Our time together is complete, as is my blog for today.
Namaste to you, and #missingerin <3
