I am Grateful for:
Dec. 31st, 2023 10:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
medusahealingthe ending of a year. It's always interesting to contemplate the endings and beginnings, because there isn't a true ending. Energy cannot be destroyed, it can change, be influenced, remade into something else, but it is never truly gone. Fire itself is both destructive and creative. There is always new growth, but maybe not in the exact way you expected or intended.
new beginnings. It's always interesting to see people celebrate the new year, but then go back to the old ways of doing things. What would happen if no matter what every day we begin it anew and practice new ways instead of the past ways and conditionings.
what I've done to protect myself. It was the best I could do with the tools I was taught, but now it's time to lay them down. I'm not quite sure how I feel about this, and where I'm going to take it. What type of new tools will I have? Will I create them or find them? Am I the tool itself? How will it be when I don't hide anymore? How will that change things around me and for me? Sometimes it's daunting the think about and I want to hide, but I've hidden long enough.
the people and places in my life that provide both inspiration and encouragement. My family sees me one way. My roommate another. My High Priestess another. My teacher another. My clients another. Which face is mine. I wonder this sometimes. I can mold to another's perceptions quite easily. I forget sometimes to be me. When I go to places that are my happy space and place or hang with people that just allow me to be me (whoever that maybe), I feel inspired and contemplate what could be, if I were able to see.
fire, thunder, the tower, Ragnarok, death, the Hermit, the Hanged Man all the things we fear. Change is something that happens, and the more we fight it, the more it changes. I welcome this change, it whatever form it comes, because I know it will teach me something new, and it may even force me to be ME.
new beginnings. It's always interesting to see people celebrate the new year, but then go back to the old ways of doing things. What would happen if no matter what every day we begin it anew and practice new ways instead of the past ways and conditionings.
what I've done to protect myself. It was the best I could do with the tools I was taught, but now it's time to lay them down. I'm not quite sure how I feel about this, and where I'm going to take it. What type of new tools will I have? Will I create them or find them? Am I the tool itself? How will it be when I don't hide anymore? How will that change things around me and for me? Sometimes it's daunting the think about and I want to hide, but I've hidden long enough.
the people and places in my life that provide both inspiration and encouragement. My family sees me one way. My roommate another. My High Priestess another. My teacher another. My clients another. Which face is mine. I wonder this sometimes. I can mold to another's perceptions quite easily. I forget sometimes to be me. When I go to places that are my happy space and place or hang with people that just allow me to be me (whoever that maybe), I feel inspired and contemplate what could be, if I were able to see.
fire, thunder, the tower, Ragnarok, death, the Hermit, the Hanged Man all the things we fear. Change is something that happens, and the more we fight it, the more it changes. I welcome this change, it whatever form it comes, because I know it will teach me something new, and it may even force me to be ME.
When I was a kid the boys called me Medusa. When I was in a new place She came to me again. As an adult I've meditated with Her. She's always said that I am not "Her's", but I was gifted to Her, and I'm her's to protect and shelter. People tell me I don't know Her, but I do because she's always looked out for me. She's always protected me to the best of her Ability. She did the best she could with the tools she had. I'm very grateful for Her in my Life.
