Close up
What have you learned today?
the importance of following through with loose ends
Energetically closing up the space
Releasing what does not serve, it comes naturally yet also with focus
We all work in our own time, if something has not been completed by a specific time or date, trust that it will find its rightful resolution in time
Trust, really trust, and just let go
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I watched a short film about this couple that looked through their window at another couple having sex, they were fascinated and couldn’t look away, they kept watching, months went by, then years. Eventually, the man being watched died. The woman who was watching from the window went out to comfort the grieving wife on the street as her husbands body was wheeled out of the building. The woman who was being watched confronted her, and said “you live across the street, I don’t mean to sound weird but we used to watch you, watch your children and your happy family” the woman who originally had been watching, watching them have sex, parties, and then eventually the man die, was shocked and also relieved to know the observations had gone both ways. They had been staring into each others lives, their open windows as they lived right across the street from one another, observing their most intimate moments, without the other knowing. Observing and watching, and loving all that they saw, even though the complexities of life weren’t shown or heard, they only saw the beauty. Of young love, and then of grief and pain. Of family and new birth.
They observed the other through open windows and bright backlit lighting. They observed; they saw the glamor that the others may not have seen. Only through the eyes of another, living another life, from the other side of the screen or the glass, did it seem perfect. Like the life they could never go back to, or the life that they could never have, it became a mirage in a way. But the beauty is still true, and maybe sometimes we need it through the eyes of a stranger to appreciate it within ourselves.
The life we see in another is never the whole story, yet we sometimes are able to see and appreciate the things that others who are living said life cannot yet see. Blinded by reality, we may very well be living the fantasy dream life of another, someone just across the street from us.
The other side of this coin is that when we view others, they’re probably viewing us back, or someone is, viewing us, watching us, seeing us for what they wish to see in us. We view others through our own lenses of self realization and projection. What do we see in others, it’s a vision of ourselves: past selves, future selves, current version, different layers. We see more visions more versions of the One through the suit of another, maybe that’s too far gone, already going to the end of the line, before even stopping at all the stops.
Why stop at all, when the train has a final destination? Well, we stop to load and unload passengers, to see the sights of the land, to explore and to know what all there truly really is.
If I’m riding a train, truthfully, sometimes I wanna just get to where I’m going and look out the window as my way of seeing it all. But as I also am learning, with grace for myself, is all things unfold in their perfect way, at their own perfect pace.
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I scrolled on social media, watching reels, almost endless. It made me feel normal again in a way, to witness other people’s lives, to laugh and to delight in the silliness. A break between the truth of my reality. Sometimes crushingly heavy the densities I move through. oftentimes, it holds a pure mirror to my own self through it. I watched a man’s face morph into that of an old man, an experience I had an hour prior when writing in my notebook, seeing the darkness within, writing directly to it, choosing love, always choosing love. Black filled eyes, creatures act based upon what they’ve been taught and told. Harm is something normal to them if that’s all they’ve known. The curiosity comes within another stopping and asking and seeing. To speak to them, from a safe place of protection. Speak from the heart. No matter how far away from it one may be, we are all born from this space. Speak from the heart and they will know. Communicate it, curiosity and care, and also from this space is where our protection exists. Love is all protecting, the shining shield if the heart expands out and deters all negativity. So we may be able to see it, love it, and even speak to it. To them, yet to not be drawn in and down and under.
Love is our safeguard and our all protecting force. Love like the angels do for us, unconditionally. Shining upon us, protecting us, keeping us safe and balanced and aligned. Safe from all evil under the wings of angelic love.
We are provided the space to speak with and integrate our darkness then relax back into the light. As above so below, as within, so without. Take great care in tending to yourself and loving yourself right. Love all parts of you and you will never do any harm. Life will reflect back these inner rewards.
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If I am to fall in love with one who writes many lists, what will that show me about myself?
To get my feet back upon the ground and the head out of the clouds, our clouds, we all share in the confusion and the clarity if that’s what we wish. To use our pure power and force to shine through the blankets of chaos. A pure vessel of light connected directly to the divine.
Is ignorance bliss if it provides a safety blanket or hope? Something temporary to keep the warmth in? Heaven or hell, we walk and decide with each breath.
