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What worked?
Pausing to breathe eight breaths.
Again and again and again.
Doing it with companionship.
A fellow agent. Texting a friend. The frolicsome bar (what I call our facebook page).
I have been trying to write this for three days now, and I keep getting tangled up in my own frustration.
Which I guess is probably a sign that the ask this week is about that, and not the thing I think it is about.
I am pleased to report backwards to me-of-one-year-ago that we have fully integrated lusciousness as a part of who we are.
So last week was the week of emptying and emptying. This is next piece. Release and receive. Receive and release.
The two things I find the hardest or most challenging. Why not.
Come on, they’re here. So let’s play.
The first thing I want is to stop retelling (or believing in) the story about how These Are Things I’m Not Good At. Or These Are The Things Currently Kicking My Ass.
Pay attention, Havi Bell! Are you listening and breathing?
Blessings. In. Disguise.
There is an ACTUAL PHRASE THAT EXISTS and it’s about your two favorite things: Blessings and Disguises.
Anything else?
Ten slow sweet breaths of steadiness. This is me, trusting the ground. This is me, having trouble trusting the ground. This is my heart of love. This is dissolving and radiating, emptying and replenishing, exhaling and inhaling, trusting the ground.
Personal ads. They’re … personal! Very. Each week I write these Visions of Possibility and Anticipation to practice asking for what I want. And to get clarity on what that really is, even when asking feels conflicted. I always get useful information about my relationship with various aspects of the ask. Join in if you [...]
TWO HUNDRED WEEKS of visioning today.
Wow.
We might as well celebrate. Which is convenient, because the last two of my big wishes this week are celebratory ones, and the first one is in need of some of that energy too.
Sweet dreams, April.
I will whisper my farewells in your ear as I set off on the adventure of May.