And aren’t I just done with this. Open the exit gate. I command the portal for our exit be open now. N O W
I can’t get warm enough. Then I get heated and struggle to cool down.
Sleep is a challenge much past 30 minutes to an hour at a time.
Heart expansions continue. Did a lot of energy work around that last night.
Voice – speaking – continues to be a struggle.
So much sinus congestion…
Feeling “off” – uneasy. Unbalanced.
Dropping things. Feel the world around me wobbles.
No longer ok with feeling like I am being squeezed from within. I have purged and let go and surrendered countless times. I am as “advanced” as I can be. This is no longer a journey I enjoy much less benefit from.
Can I say it again? Unlock the gates to this fucking prison and let us all GO.
Continue with my obsession to be alone in my personal bubble space. No desire to talk with others “out there”. Today I went for my walk with a heavy coat and dark sunglasses, half hiding in my hood. (it was overcast and cold – the norm for weeks and weeks now)
Silence is my best friend. My necessary best friend. I do not have nearly the amount I need. Today I had that chance – sat down at the piano and began to play only to look off to my left about 15 minutes later and notice our neighbor had just walked in (to return something he had borrowed). He didn’t want to disturb my playing. Not ok. ALWAYS knock. (note to self always make sure the door is locked 24/7)
Putting up boundaries without guilt or concern with what others may think is becoming natural.
Easily irritated. Mate – ditto.
Phrase of the day : We’re done.
Paradoxically enough, I am quite done with having that thought.
Birds are showing signs of weird behavior as well, along the 41st parallel interestingly enough. Southern Oregon (where the birds have disappeared) and in Connecticut. (where birds are diving at people) As I took my walk today, I notice the trees look stressed. I sense they are not happy. They begin to open, then close up again. Perhaps waiting as many of us are. As I heard last night “all go” – people, plant life, animals.
And with the patience waning…
But on we go nonetheless.
Just weary tonight. Bone tired fucking weary. Some are in bliss. Some are not. Let’s all be kind and accepting of one another in where we are and remember to ask what one needs instead of assuming (I see that far too much). No more of such power-over behavior.
Love asks. Period. And carries on with a listening ear, mind and heart.
Victoria
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I know exactly how you feel! Very similar experiences and feelings!
Well, Princess, I, too have a severe case of what I call the “poobies” (It’s accompanied with a great gnashing of teeth) Chins up! Hugs, Jim