Listening and observing is one of the ways of my being. I've been communicating with the unseen since I was child. Many of us do, but we mute these conversations and move them into our heads. Making them private for fear of being deemed crazy. Because God forbid we talk to ourselves! That to me, seems crazy; cutting off the connection to seem sane. Our experience of the world is always alive and active, abundant and overflowing with sacred information.
And even though, I share that, I've also learned how to blend and seem "normal" while remaining open and connected- privately. I don't feel bad about this. This is a power I've learned to harness. At times it seems like I am talking to myself, but most likely I'm talking to some being, a spirit or a manifest. When I was young, this was not supported. Because there wasn't a framework for it. It was just labeled as "weird". Sometimes, I think about how challenging this may have been for those around me as a child. They didn't know how to respond to this. I get it. And I wouldn't want it any other way because I think they were responding in the way they knew how. This pushed me out of the tribe into a place where I met teachers/mentors. Those people who walked the edges and shared a similar story took me under their wings.
The gift in this can be mapped and understood as the great hero's journey. Everyone is on this journey. There is lots to share on that and everyone has their own individual connection and meaning to it, but I'll share quickly here my words.
The gift is how I can return and bless those with a language to understand, take in and realize. Because I come from different angles of living, I can compassionately offer a familiar language, reaching in and soulfully feeding those that hunger for this.
The space holding I provide offers those a foundation to lean in and unfold. I hold gently this, by revealing my own humanness.
The questions you are asking, are also my questions and the answers are within our reach as we share story with openness.
This exchange between you and I is a gift. We are shaping meaning into existence and clearing pathways that are aching to flow.
The gift is in the remembering that you too are an open channel and I am a reminding messenger.
Let's stay open to the unseen. Even if you have to edge a little in at a time. I'm here for you. This gift is also you.
Welcome to my Virtual Journal. Here you will find #fieldnotes of a Medial Woman. I write unabashedly imperfect, mostly short, even one-line word play. I share story. I share- first, my process. I view my life-living as a grand experiment and I am taking notes, mapping a trail by moments, stories and synchronicities.
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