This week I feel like I've come out on the other end of some tunnel. Looking back, the tunnel was about 3 years long. It began when I started taking claivoyant and healing classes. I drug myself through the mud on this journey of personal knowledge and universal energy. Blindly stepping through the muck of personal issues, interpersonal relationships, family history, deaths, and the like. I have no point to this post except to say that coming out of the tunnel, the only light I am really seeing is that which illuminates letting go. This means I care less about things that used to worry me. It's like the facade of life is dropping like a ton-of-bricks wall. Honestly, it doesn't feel good, it's feel really frickin uncomfortable. I basically want to say, I don't really give a f*ck about a lot of stuff anymore.
Obviously, I'm doubting this journey at the moment. It is one I was so certain about just a month ago. I have been working my a*s off on this website, logo, business cards, and drumming up readings and healings for myself. It's like, all of a sudden, I'm just done with it all and I have no idea what the f*ck that means. I can tell you I have had more time on my bike, playing outside, and taking a new look at the situations moving along in my life. But really, what the heck happened to the drive I was experiencing? Am I in the flow, out of the flow, did I damm my flow? No clue. No friggin' clue.
Where I am, I have no idea where I'm going, again.
Advice: If you're having a day where you feel fabulous, go with it to the full extent. The next day you could end up in your next existential quandry, and that can f*cking suck sometimes.
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