This earth plane is an unruly place, filled with too many anxieties, uncertainties, betrayals. People who say one thing but do another. Navigating this place requires some pieces on the board that remain still, that are true.
When I can bang letters into a keyboard and those words stay still, that’s nice. Look! It's black on white. Words fill the air with a joyous clang, it’s solid. Something is real.
Sometimes they land gently, oh so softly at someone’s feet as an offering.
Sometimes the words grab the reader's hand and fly them with me out to some crazy journey that is beyond comprehension for most earth brains. We go out into realms of color and light, of whoa and here we go. Sometimes it’s on the telepathic lines with horses and dogs, and sometimes it’s out to the easy breezy feeling of chatting with someone who is no longer tethered to this rock.
When the words bring a feeling of relief to someone, of lift of ohmygodthankgod - and I hear about that from them in the comments or via email*, it’s beyond a relief to me, it’s a high.
And as a sober chick, I need some highs!
This week I’m going to channel for y’all - cause I just ran out of those solid little black and white sculptures called words. So let’s turn it over to the higher energies that don’t have stupid human problems.
First, I’ll tune into the collective of you, beautiful ones with your ‘full hearts can’t lose’** winning ways. AA Mike (archangel Michael) is here:
This day this day this day This is a day for breathing into each and every moment. This is a day for looking at the faces that you get to look at. This is a day for noticing that you have eyes to see, hands to touch, feet to walk. Eyes to see Hands to touch Feet to walk And whatever version of that is true for you, you have something, you have a way of connecting with this place, this EXTRAORDINARY place that you find yourself in. You are home. So today, on this day, On this very precious day, be sure to look and then notice how the looking makes you feel and then... Touch and then notice how that touching makes you feel. And then walk and notice that that forward locomotion, that moving through time and space, that the space behind you is behind you and the space ahead of you is before you. And that feeling of traction in this physical dimension that has everyone in the universe buzzing… the entire realm of all; all of us would like to be here. Please know that everyone would like to be here. Everyone in all of the times and space want to be here at this time. And you, dear ones, are here! And you get to be here! So be here now. Be here now. Be here now. This is your lucky day. This day is for you, dear ones.
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I have to admit that when life is so tangled and the news so terrible I have a hard time integrating what AA Mike and other spiritual bad asses have to say (even if itʻs my face that says it!) Iʻm very human-ee right now.
Quick human story: the other night I was NOT spiritual. We can all agree dishes suck. And when itʻs post-after-dinner-TV and it's totally time to go to bed but thereʻs still a pile of 'em, what's a momma to do?
Sigh heavily. Move a bit too abruptly. Am I the only one who insists that waking up to a dirty kitchen is an unbearable failure? Anyone else relate?
Because meeting a new day with its sunshine and birdsong while making early morning green tea surrounded by chicken carcasses and the accompanying goo is deeply not ok with me.
My husband is happy to do allllll the dishes in the morning. He is! He doesn’t mind it. And I can sometimes go to bed with dish goo on my conscience but it means absolutely no green tea for me if Iʻm first up.
You can see it, right? And itʻs so minor but I kinda lost it and I was all clang, bang and sigh while cleaning up at 10pm. The cute husband teases me and calls me an angry squirrel when I do angry dishes, he’s right. It’s ridiculous. I’m ridiculous.
So there you go - two different takes on survival right now.
Human = gah n’ goo. Or AA Mike with his gorgeous ʻbe here nowʻ biz.
You choose! It's your adventure babes. So to answer the original question, I suppose why I write is to be find safety, clarity. To hear from a higher perspective. And also? To whine a little bit and tell on myself.
Hopefully one of these feels helpful to you!
*Thank you so much for those who offer comments, omg means the world!
**Friday night lights! run downʻt walk to Netflix - you’ll have to binge hard cause it’s going away dec 31st. This series has defined our fall, and it’s been helpful to watch with our teenager.
Hi Jane ~
Thank you so much for this post. Perfect timing as I was teetering on a bit of self pity and this message nudged me over the edge to gratitude. To zone in specifically~ the message about feeling "non-spiritual" at times when I move "spiritually" as best I can, was exactly what I needed to hear. It allowed me to have compassion for the moments I "pop out" instead of hurrying back so I don't feel bad about, well, being human because, I am. So thank you.
I love the phrases 'bang letters onto the keyboard' and 'solid little black and white sculptures' ... and of course 'love' is an understatement. And the vivid, relatable, human, normalizing scene of the dishes at night. Yes, god, who can bear walking into a disaster of a kitchen in the morning. And the resentment at no one. And the banging. Angry squirrel is hilarious. We can't help it. These are my favorite scenes to read - the quotidian ones - because it makes the every day - even / especially our feels about it - beautiful. That's why you write too, at least from here. To hold up the translucent shell of a day and say 'look. It's gorgeous.' Right in line with AA Mike, actually, even if it feels discordant. Thank you for this Janey. Love you.