Sleeping Beauties – Photo: L.Weikel

Not a Power Post

OK, I’ll admit it. I am super tired.

I ended up squeezing in about 2.5 hours of sleep last night. Got my beloved to the airport in jig time (only to have his flight delayed for four hours, including having to switch planes). Yikes!  His delay, however, did not provide any respite for me – and as a result, I have not stopped moving forward, either working or meeting with people, since then.

And that includes right up to this very moment, since until I started writing this post, I was trying to get a follow up to my client written while it was still fresh in my mind.

A Nagging Thought

While I was doing that, I felt this nagging sense at the back of my mind – as if I should be doing something else. And then it dawned on me: I have to get this written early tonight! I won’t be here at my usual ‘muse-time!’

Needless to say, while I would not characterize writing this post as ‘work,’ I would emphasize that my 1111 Devotion is an Act of Power, as well as a visible expression of my love for and memory of Karl. So, it’s beyond ‘work.’ It’s ‘love’ – making the writing of it all the more non-negotiable.

Sacred Space Shifts Everything

I did have an amazing session, though. What a gift it is to do shamanic work. And what’s really cool for me to have experienced first hand (yet again) is how creating Sacred Space shifts everything.

Yes, I was tired. But once Sacred Space was opened, I forgot all about myself. Indeed, the room was filled with such a sense of excitement and anticipation for the breakthrough that eventually occurred that I did not even once think about anything other than the person I was with and the confluence of events that brought them to work with me in that moment.

All of which makes me think about the series of truly astounding experiences I’ve had (and messages I’ve received) over the past 10 days or so. I want to share them with you, but I know I must digest them first within my own self.

I’m hoping I will get some time this weekend to do just that.

Agenda: Baking and Reflecting

Ah yes, I seek time to reflect upon my recent experiences and give myself the space and freedom to chart where they may be leading me next. Other than baking the walnut torte (a/k/a “Aunt Grace’s Cake”) I promised my son I’d make this weekend, I want to point the Eye of Sauron on myself.

(Hey, I know how some people, mostly my own family members, feel when I give them the look and demand they really dig into their feelings, motivations, fears, and aspirations. It’s only fair I direct that no-bullshit gaze on myself occasionally.)

So there you have it, my agenda for this first weekend of spring: Me time.

Needless to say, this will only happen if I get a long, delicious night’s sleep. That’s also in the plan.

(T-980)