Luscious Soulful Beauty January 16, 2015, What are your
wishes?
Happy New Year Lovely!
Can I still say that or has the world moved on? I can't tell really. I am all a-swirl of vision, dreaming, wishing. And doing a wonderful amount of sacred work with amazing souls wanting to know their divine blue print, aka their Human Design.
Blessings, all of it. And yet... There so often seems to be and “and yet...” In my latest two Tea Time videos I talk all about spinning and tumbling into the fresh slate of the a new year inelegantly, awkwardly, and with a fair bit of anxiety. Even the midst of yummy muse whispering and doing more of the work I so dearly love. (Links to the videos below, I do hope you take a look!)
2015 has brought a pull to create a new kind of structure for my wishes.
Something low pressure, simple, free from rules and doing it the “right way,” and I found it. A wishing tray. A sliver tray where I am placing all my wishes for the year. Each has its own card and I hold them in my hands, asking how this is meant to come to me this year. Where I see it, if I see it, already. What I do to bring this more to life? I am having fun and it is easy.
I love it.
And something wonderful is happening. Those wishes are taking form. Subtle energies are swirling, trickles of real world shifting is happening. I had not expected such quick response! To already be feeling the essence of my wishes coming
forward.
It is freaking me out a bit. Specifically, I have noticed an uncomfortable amount of anxiety. You see basically I am a big scaredy cat. I want change, I want growth and success, and when it happens I get unnerved. Crazy right?
Well, maybe not.
Wishes, dreams, visions, desires, goals, plans- to truly give ourselves over them is to evoke big magic and mysterious power. This is no trifling thing. In the face of true power it is appropriate to feel fear, be nervous, a bit anxious. We are brought intimately close with Source and our human self will naturally feel awe and even fear.
I don't think we talk about this enough.
The difference in the fear that comes with the magic of the heart and intimacy with Source verses the fear of the hungry wolf at the door or the deep tangles of shame or pain. To begin to see wishes take form, desires become manifest, plans succeed, well, it can be quiet heady. And humbling. And disorienting. I realize not
everyone has my experience, but I know from decades of working with people I am as not as alone in this as I often feel.
Which is why, sometimes, when things are going good and life is falling into place we can get unsettled. Sometimes we self sabotage, drop balls, forget important details, all of a sudden want to dramatically change course. We loose interest. Basically we get scared. So we retreat, become smaller,
pull back our light.
There is a tender vulnerability to wishes coming true. It makes us squirm, feel as if we are walking in the world with out protection. Life feels different. Even if it is better, it is uncomfortable, even when we love it and have been praying and working so very hard for it. This is not a bad thing, just an unfamiliar one.
To see
and feel power on our side, to know the mystery of Source is called by the simple act of wishing to which we give our heart, is to accept that our desires matter. They make a difference. They are worthy of fulfillment.
Your Dreams Matter.
The most powerful thing we
can do is give our heart to what matters. Fully and in trust, with no guarantee. Hand it over to the Unseens on the silver tray of our desire, and then? Wait. Do our part. Take our right actions. Feel all the feelings. Keep loving those dreams, those wishes, those heart desires. Risk disappointment.
We face anxiety as a messenger confirming that this wish, this want, this
desire, means something. It means enough to give our heart to, to risk our heart for.
This is no small thing. It is sacred magic making worthy of the most devout Priestess, practiced Mystic, wisest Holy Leader.
What are your Wishes? What do you want to give your precious
heart to? Tell me. I want to hold them as blessings to the possible.
Love,
Sandi
