FEELING WONDERFUL


I took some time to clear my chakras using my chakra banner. (Similar to the one above)
I began with the crown chakra (the purple) placed it in my non-dominant hand. With my pendulum (my favourite-carnelian oregonite) I held it over the crown chakra. I began with my breathing (Prana if you want) and let my breath wash over the piece of banner I held.
My pendulum began to spin.
For each part of the banner, I would breathe over it letting the pendulum decide how good/bad my chakra was. The chakra would only stop if the chakra was cleared.
Unfortunately my yellow chakra or third chakra needed the most work! Which was why I was so sick! Stomach liver intestines pancreas eyes and face are affected when the Third Chakra is blocked!
It took me ten minutes to unblock it! Guess I should put more yellow around me!
I feel wonderful!

RED


Red=passion. 

Tempting.

Sweaty bodies

Breathless moans

Red.

Something different. 

Something to inspire. 

Makes me think of sex. 

I’m not getting any. 😩

BE A GOOD STORYTELLER


“A thrilling story can be dull if told badly, but even the most mundane event can be elevated into a tale of epic scale by a good storyteller.”
― Johnny Rich

what I try to achieve every day.

Dont bore the readers! ♥♥

ITS A BLESSING IN DISGUISE!


I think this flood was a great blessing. It is helping me to motivate me.

All the organisation magazines I would read, and think “I want to be organized, I want my rooms to be like this etc.” But I would never get up do and it.

Now I have to get up and start over.

Get rid of childish things and let go of 16 years and begin again. It’s a wonderful feeling.

The work?

Not so much.

Realizing how much I hoard ridiculous and meaningless things was scary!😠😞😭

WHAT A GREAT MOTIVATIONAL SPEECH!


I watched this over and over.

I am always in awe of people’s ambitions, inspirations, and motivations!!! 🙂

They make me so happy and so inspired!

It is a sad realization when I wished I had this kind of drive and motivation when I was younger!!! 🙂

 

FIRE OF HOPE


 

maybe I read re-read romance novels to relive the fire of hope that I used to have when I was younger. That someday I would have unconditional love. Just to lay there and talk about unimportant random things that would make us laugh. Watch our favorite tv shows, curled under the blankets. Go exploring. Be awkward and nerdy together.

We would fit perfectly

These thoughts came to mind because of the conversation I had with my niece:

“auntie doesn’t need a boyfriend. Auntie when are you having a baby so I can come over and babysit?”

my niece made me laugh this afternoon.