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spirit talks in fleeting




"Surrender is the art of letting fear be" is what spirit said one time to me. I was jotting down the framework for the moon-ish ceremony I was hosting, and this nugget was the last thing I wrote down. I found the sheet I speak from yesterday; I was cleaning up my bookcase, hoping to find room for more art supplies, and as I was chucking out other moon-ish ceremony framework pages, I came across this one. And I just couldn't throw it out.

Just let fear be. So simple, ya, but in practice, it's tough. I see clients struggle with this aspect; I struggle with this aspect. Just let fear be.




Be has two ways I see it: leave it alone, and let it exist. Both are different ways of letting fear be. I think spirit meant "surrender is the art of letting fear exist and leaving it alone there while you see it and stay near but non grasping (rationalization, solution, assistance)" but sometimes spirit is very compact in what it says. It'll give you a picture and think "ya, whole of it right there" and be done with you. Spirit is fleeting and momentous.




So when you find a reminder, or when spirit leaves a breadcrumb of synchronicity at your auric doorstep, pay attention and dig in. See what gets scared, see what gets ready in you. These are good places to heal. And that's the only reason we are really here* --- to heal what needs resolving in the largest equation that ever was.

*unhealed parts create you in this Act and by healing, you become more you in the whole Play but of course you like the stage so you pick up more parts and on and on we go so the only reason we are really here is to heal and be more of ourselves so there is your life purpose for ya

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