...as in, thank the Goddess for libraries, as long as they may last. My life has been so punctuated by times where the library was my only access to a computer (not to mention the pandemic year when I had neither computer nor library access, thus the opposite of most people's COVID experience!)
I have tried to start every morning with five minutes (yes, a mere five minutes!) of meditation, trying to access the highest level of love and joy that I can. Some mornings I have been successful, and some mornings less so. Yesterday, for instance, I turned on my timer and basically fell back asleep sitting up. Yet later in the day, I experienced around twenty minutes (over two stretches) of what I can only call joy or bliss. It was extraordinary. Here I am, still not completely well, antsy to move my life along, and hardly feeling aligned and in a state of inner peace, yet I somehow tapped into "it" -- maybe with the help of that photo I posted yesterday. I am immensely grateful to find myself getting to that place with no reference (or reverence) to outside influences. Somehow in the midst of it all, my inner channel must be clearing out.
Happy weekend everyone. I won't be joining in the scary celebrations this evening -- tomorrow is scary enough. I hope to get back to you within the next four or five days, by which time 3I Atlas will have flown by Venus, which in spite of myself, I can't help but be curious about! Take care!
