Rocks and water
Yesterday, I was out with a friend and said to her, “Today feels like Sunday already.” I’ve been thinking about why I feel that way. Time has been moving extra slow this month. Lately, the water has been calling my soul. So I made it out to the beach. When I get the calling, I try to follow it right away because that’s how I receive clues for the next steps.
It’s incredible what being in and near the water does to me. A change of scenery is always powerful and effective, as long as it’s different from my norm. But water, it does something special to me. It creates a flow when things are stagnant. It helps me connect the dots. It gives me a sense of purification and renewal, preparing me to welcome new things into my life. Oftentimes, something unexpected happens to me after being healed by the water.
Back to the question. Why does time seem to pass so slowly? I was hoping this month would be a fun, hot girl summer. It hasn’t been. Instead, it’s been a month of healing, journaling, detoxing, decluttering, synchronicities, vivid visions, sudden downloads, and soulful encounters. Like god damn. I had many sleepless nights this month. It sucks because sleep is crucial for well-being. I need a good night’s sleep to balance and nurture my big energy.
I was thinking about all of this as I lay on the rocks. Luckily, two of my greatest mentors were with me. Rocks and water. I started feeling softer and more open. Maybe my guides are telling me to slow down and notice every single thing I’m experiencing. Maybe I really do have everything I need to do things differently this time. I closed my eyes and looked right into the sun. I love that intense momentary blindness.
