Today I feel unsettled. Like I’m fidgety and not in my body fully. We’re tethered, but not one. So I go for a jasmine green tea, something pretty to take with me to a park. Somehow, I know this will provide relief.
On this beautiful, new winter day, at the beginning of a brand-new year, I seek refuge. A picnic table circled by cactus and agave. Pointed, barbed, strong. Sitting quietly sipping on tea. Still buzzing outside myself waiting for something to happen. Nature is the remedy, this I know. I feel as though I am a visitor to a garden, not a part of it. A spectator in its wild world. She moves slowly and gently, almost not at all. I attempt to pair, though it’s challenging to silence mental chatter causing static interference between us.
I realize there is even more than I can see as I begin to settle and observe. Fae, devas, and angels. Tiny birds sleeping in nests up high. Mushrooms ballooning up from beneath wet leaves. All is quiet and right, and I recognize suddenly that this is the vibe. It pours right over me. Soaking with its comfort and ease. With a deeply drawn breath and closing eyes, I exhale to harmonize.
Currents in the easy breeze going by, running her fingers across my cheek. I hear the flapping of wings passing above. Then a stream of tires from cars in the traffic below. A river rushing off to somewhere ready to give me a lift to anywhere. There’s no place I would rather be at this moment. I bow my head in thanks for this medicine. A clean slate for my mind. A new beginning. A beautiful day.
Just a little reset, when necessary, to bring myself back to me. Even if no direction is found, at least I can start again from a quiet place. A way to refocus and find clarity. Practicing awareness and intentionality. I find this gift in a cup of tea, and in a private moment alone with myself and guiding spirits. When I least expect it, their messages will make themselves seen. I hope that I will see.
Stay forever engaged,
Violet