Light Up

I want to take a quiet look today at the voices that tell me “I don’t belong” and that “I am special”, etcetera .

I’m not sure that giving the voices attention is wise but I feel the need to shine the light bright enough that I realize the voices are merely echos that are sometimes given a place in our body so close that we forget they are not part of us.

Sometimes I imagine the voice is a little girl and I give her a piece of rich and yummy chocolate cake and ask her to go eat it in the corner. This keeps her busy in times when I need peace to do my inner work.

She is nice enough but sometimes says some pretty hurtful and distracting things.

As I call myself to myself I feel the power of well ancestors of my blood and bones and the starry ancestors who have incorporated in my very flesh with the dust of far away places.

I feel the power of who I am and of who I was and will be.

There is the feeling of what longs to be made real in a new way.

Light up, light up, it says. Bring the light into your very flesh. Give yourself.

For me, 2025 is a year of clearing and reclaiming. The last few years have been massive inner tidying up. This year feels like the tidying that happens right before the guests arrive or when the tidying is almost finished for a while and joyfull work is about to begin. It has that potential. A year of the outside matching the inside. It’s a little ridiculous to call it 2025, what is happening is not limited by time.

So friends, when the voices come to tell us hurtful, distracting, ego pumping chatter, don’t just send them to the corner with cake, invite them to go to a bakery or bookshop far, far away or if they want, to go back to the source of nothing and everything if they are ready.

I call myself to myself.

As always, thank you for joining me here and feel free to share anything that hits your fancy.

With love, Laura