I had an interesting dream a few nights ago. I dreamt that there was a species much more evolved than humans on Earth. I don’t know if they were aliens from another planet who found their way here or if they were natives, but they had a much move evolved (albeit extremely different civilization) than us.
I hate ironing clothes and I hate washing dishes.
What an uninspiring way to start a post, right? Is it though? When I was 4, I actually LOVED ironing and I loved doing the dishes. I wasn’t allowed to do either (especially ironing) of course because I was 4. That didn’t stop me however from trying. I’d beg my mom to let me iron just one towel, or wash daddy’s coffee cup. After lunch, I’d drag a chair from the dining table to the sink, climb on it and start washing (and making a big mess that my mom had to clean, but that’s a whole different story).
Khi Armand recently closed his practice, Conjure in the City. One of the things he used to offer was a Spirit Guide Consultation, and I’m really glad I was finally able to book a session with him right before he closed his practice. These consultations reveal about 4-5 spirits of a person’s spiritual court (spirits who walk with the person in this life) and provide ways to more thoroughly engage them. The spirits that appear are not tied to a specific tradition and are usually a mix of ancestral spirits, animals, plant spirits etc.
I have a confession to make: I hate Sundays. I don’t know if it’s the laziness and quiet that makes me feel that way or if I just love what I do during the week so much, but Sundays feel depressing and empty to me. Like everything was forcefully paused and I can’t wait until there’s movement again.
I recently started making a weekly list of things that bring me joy. Not necessarily big things. It’s mostly little things that cheer me up when I feel tired and miserable, small things I look forward to, like a cup of good coffee, a book that is due to arrive tomorrow, or watching the latest episode of one of my favorite TV shows. I keep this list on my phone, ready to be used whenever I catch myself feeling sad or too stressed out about something.