Reveling in Possibilities

I want to be loosed of relationships that no longer serve me. And with this comes an increasing desire, pounding in my heart like a drumbeat, to only do what I want to do, when I want to do it, and with whom I wish to do it. I am tending to my own stuff, and my wish is that everyone in my life do the same… I want to revel in possibilities. I want to laugh and dance and sing and drink great wine and celebrate and love and discuss the Universe and all its magic.”

― Sheri Salata, The Beautiful No: And Other Tales of Trial, Transcendence, and Transformation

I’ve been reveling in possibilities. Each moon cycle, I tune into my heart and soul as well as mother nature and mystery to discern where to focus. During the dark of the moon and the days it is still new, I watch and listen and feel for messages directly from my own intuition and also from the signs, symbols and synchronicity I see around me. Then sometime under it’s crescent glow I decide. Sometimes its so easy and clear, and other times I get the sense that I’m just practicing the act of choice to bring experiences to my attention out of a quantum state.

This cycle’s choice was so clear and easy. No less than 5 different times the the message “Shine!” popped up. A card drawn by my favorite three year old, freudian slips, a Wildwood Secret Society oracle reading (that’s our group in the Hollow that reads for each other), a song, and message from a quest kit. More specifically, the messages were encouraging me to show up, step out and be seen, increase the visibility of my vulnerability and share more of my wonderous inner world and ponderings as well as my very human foibles. This musing blogs is certainly a fitting place to bring more of myself to light.

I believe that something magical and transformative happens when we create a space to hold our voices. Just like a sketchbook or notebook holds sketches or lists, a blog is a receptacle for self expression, the act of publishing an alchemical process that gives our words and pictures form and weight. Later on we may draw an audience to us and will discover the joys of being seen for who we are, but in the beginning the very act of publishing is like an act of faith. It’s staking our claim on a piece of virtual real estate. It’s making an online home, just for us.

Susannah Conway,

I may be clumsy or not know what to say, but I feel the impulse to show up on the Musings blog more often. To let it be the space of my unfolding, my creative joy alchemy.

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