It's a cloudy day here in North Carolina, and rainy too.  My friend, the radiant, beautiful sunshine begs to be seen today, but can't.  Not yet anyway.  A few hours, definitely another day, he'll be back and all will be right with the world.  Warmth and light.  Love.  Yes, this is my sun.  

It's pretty cool when Life gives you confirmations that you are on the right path.  It's amazing when those little synchronicities show up to give you a positive pat on the back.  I love it.  The Universe loves me.  I'm definitely going to end up in India on this journey, I'm just not sure when.  And I am Abundance and Manifestation personified, and Strength.  Yep.  That's me.  And...my job is to dance.  Sing, love, bring joy and dance.  Literally.  Like the goddess Radha.  (You can look her up on Wikipedia)

"Look and you will find it. What is unsought will go undetected." - Sophocles

Sometimes life gets busy. Really, really busy. Like this past week for me. Hour upon hour of video editing. (You'd be surprised how long it takes to make a 5-minute video. Whew!) And grandkids spending the night so I can get as much time with them as possible before they are moved away. Hour by hour that leaving date so quickly approaches. Sigh...

Some people look at Planet Earth as a Life School. I guess I could be considered one. We all go through stuff here in this cosmic classroom, we all get our lessons, if we choose to accept.

I like gardening, and with spring on its way, I will need to get out to my garden and prepare for planting soon, but this post is not about vegetables.  And although this post is not about radishes, beets or rutabagas, it is about roots.  It is about tending and earth and getting grounded.  It might even be about feeling stuck in the mud.  It’s definitely about how we can grow. 

Art requires a safe hatchery, says Julia Cameron in the Artist’s Way.  I am currently repeating week 3 of the Artist’s Way course, because last week seemed to get hectic and I didn’t even get to finish reading the chapter, chapter 3.  There is too much good stuff in chapter 3 to just skip over it and move on, so I made an executive decision to repeat week three.  I didn’t hear any arguments.

Oh, the irony! I know I want to write about the throat chakra. I know I have so many feelings about this scintillating subject matter. I know I have ideas. Great, brilliant, shining ideas. I know I have important information to share, information that could heal and transform and well…I just don’t know how to get it out of my mouth. Hence, a perfect example of a blocked throat chakra. Ok. So here we go.

"Ohhhh, the irony!" Picture the drama queen, her porcelain figure flung across a red velvet chaise, the back of her hand sweeping slowly and softly across her brow as her eyes peer heavenwards and her iconic tiny, tasty little lips draw up into the perfect kissable bow. In other words, what I'm trying to say, after all of that whatever yesterday about the super blue moon, well, last night's sky was completely filled with clouds. That, my dear, is the perfect irony. I needed that I suppose. I felt cloudy inside. I felt sad. I was releasing and letting go of some old fears and old programming, old attachments. They came out.

Well, here I am. It's another day. Yay! Yay! Hooray! Hooray! What comes out for enlightenment today? It is sure to be a scrumptious buffet! A little poetry to start the day? Enough of that...OK?! OK.

Be Aware! Enter carefully. This one is heavy on esoteric imagery, etheric images and enchanting ideas (and videos).

Behold! I am re-understanding what I have been resisting. Bam! It hit's me. Damn! It's my self. My Higher Self.

I am resisting God, my god self. I am resisting ascending. I am resisting moving away from my comforting zone, where I have been hanging out, with or without all those I love. I am resisting moving on, in some unknown capacity, from those I do know and do love. I am resisting my soul purpose, knowing it, for real. I am resisting my destiny, living it, fully.

Choices. Life is full of so many choices. Every day we make them and every day we get closer to or further away from our desires, based on our choices.