The energy is strange today. The image I have in my mind is once again a sieve that is shaking off all that is either not needed and/or all that has been repressed/held within – allowing it to BE released and reformulated. After a day of more or less experiences I felt I was being pushed into or even called into – feeling the pressure to provide an answer right there and then – when I was not in the position to PROVIDE an answer in truth at that moment – by days end I felt a combination of frustrated apathy. I knew what was needed: A hard bike ride. So I set off – alone – in the cool evening and rode hard and fast. Released frustration – well most of it.
Some remains.
We are having to use a pick up service at one of the local stores as they no longer allow for the “mask exemption”. We have used this service a few times and each time it has turned into a mini disaster. Items charged that we did not receive. Receipts not being provided. Unusually long wait times (as in almost 30 minutes – and this is for items that were already shopped for and are waiting inside the store in some cool location). Tonight I was the only person in the pick up lot and yet I waited and waited and waited. Another customer pulls up – on bikes – and their order comes out – an entire pallet of bags. Me? Just 2 bags – which finally came a bit after theirs did. I had items missing – which prompted the clerk to return to the store and pull some off the shelf. I had a substitute item I did not request (the original substitute item that had been added to my bag just 45 minutes prior was mysteriously missing). I was told “someone” took one of my bags so items had to retrieved again. So I wrote corporate, shared my experiences and said I would be shopping inside their stores from now on without a mask as their “accommodations” aren’t working for me.
This is all so ridiculous.
As I told the clerk tonight who brought me my groceries – I am so ready for this nonsense to be over. The response was “well be thankful we finally have an awesome female running for vice president.”
Uhhh….
Well, let’s just say my censor button was full on broken at that point and I asserted who I supported and why I do not support those entities – male and female. Kind of felt good. Usually in person, around these parts, I keep it to myself who I support politically – especially among those I don’t know. Tonight? I just no longer cared.
I no longer cared what people think. I no longer cared to keep my opinion to myself. I no longer cared to support nazi policies that tell me I cannot shop inside one of my normal go-to stores unless I mask up. I no longer cared. If I am not harming anyone with my choice, I WILL be living as the Free Being I Am.
Perhaps it’s because of this dream I had last night – we are that close and are making choices – redefining ourselves as we go and arrive closer to that turning point….
I feel this dream has some significance to it…
I was approaching a plane that was getting ready for take-off. It was not the plane I had bought tickets for but I was contemplating on getting on this particular plane so I could “get home early”. The attendant said that would probably not be an issue. However, something about that plane I couldn’t get past. I felt that this was not how I wanted to “get home” and that I could wait just a bit longer. So I took my belongings and left the boarding area.
Interestingly enough, there was someone – an unknown male (to the me here now) – had been sitting in a chair waiting to see what I would do. When I got up to walk away, he followed.
I feel I had this experience because I was reflecting (after listening to Lisa Harrison’s latest last night) on those who are choosing to exit at this time. The experience showed me – I can and will wait.
Love,
Victoria
