Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Silly Me..3:30 am..and a Life Coach’s Achilles heel~

So..I have encountered the spirit of self-injury in a multitude of ways and through a myriad of people over the last couple weeks.  The majority of the people are quite close to me; so I will refrain from saying names just in case the highly unlikely situation occurs that they find my super secret blog spot.  One thing I take very much to heart and quite serious is the threat and/or thoughts of self-harm.  Been there, know there, wrote a song about it, moving on with life, free for almost five years now, after being a lifer.  So I get the crazy random urges, as well as the “seriously help me” cries.  Now I also do not accept coincidence as a real thing.  So, I have to stand back, in hind sight, and look at all the occasions wherein humans crying out without resolve chose me (one didn’t choose but got me anyhoo) to lend an ear, knowing how seriously I take such things.  So as not to keep it hidden nor belabored..short story..every single person is safe and whole.

I realize that the downward slope I was personally in, polar-stuff, was not the focus here. It’s not about me is something I remind myself to remember on the regular.  I’m listening to Style by Taylor on repeat right now btw.  So, yeah, between polar shifts and…there has never been characters based on that wording, shifters yes, but polar shifting not so much. Hm.  Interesting.  K, back on topic.  I have been putting myself out there spiritually for a little while now and I should have been preparing for something/anything coming my way; but silly me did not do that other than acknowledging that I realized it would be a prudent thing to do.  What do they say about dreams without blahblah is fruitless?  Yeah, well, **looking around** I don’t see any bushels of fruit around here.  The only victory is in the safety that was provided to these male and female humans by Someone of the Universe.  I take no credit.

With that said, my dream (and always had been, just without structure or name since late teens) is to own and run Eteos Logos House or Compound-preferably..a female housing unit unlike any other.  Universe, please send me the knowledgeable and connections to make this become reality. Changing lives..just being a small instrument in guiding a soul into its’ purpose and joyfulness is enough for me to happily, gratefully wake up excited in the morning –if I could for free, without worry of financial stress, I most certainly would be more than willing.

I am goal oriented, yet still the spoiled only-child inside, still wants to remain getting her way.  I coach others on finances and life skills, with much success; but in certain areas, I seem to retract from the thought of rejection to what I obviously see as the right and only way.  Pray for a sista!

Thankful for a wonder-filled day that began with His Awakening at 3:30 am~    


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