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Solar heat at 49

In my 49 life I am I am experiencing anxiety. This anxiety and me have a history coupled with PTSD. Recently I don’t always know what my physical body is telling me. A mix of anxiety, grief, overwhelm and menopause. This is my story from this week.

I was setting off in the car to visit a relative in hospital. I got into the car, the temperature read 38 degrees, I felt sick, hot, was it just heat? was it a hot flush? or was it anxiety! My thoughts jumped from one to the other, the truth of it ( which came later) was that my body had remembered something.

I needed to get out of the car and feeling like a failure and disappointed at letting others down I had to just stop and “Get out of the car”! Soon after as I cooled down I realised that I know this feeling, this reaction, it is when the body remembers. It is remembering a date, a past situation or a trauma. My body was not only messaging me to take a break but signalling patterns into my awareness. The body remembers dates, places, and the places can reignite triggers and the triggers can “fire up” to remind us that something from the past needs attention. Just like a fire starting in the shadows of our internal cave growing stronger so we go back, look, witness that situation again. The “issue” is that it comes up uninvited, unawares but the body has this internal storage that seems to just remember without the mind being involved.

As I uncoiled just enough for me to remember and figure this all out. I can give myself a break.  At this time of 49 I am considering that these “anxious” remembrances or triggers are relating to the menopausal symptom called hot flushes. They are literally fired up in my face. The date of my “heatwave anxiety” corresponded to a past trauma that my mind had not acknowledged. My mind hadn’t connected to the date and place but the body did.

So what is a hot flush? At the time of a surge, are we actually in the spiritual sense going through a fiery upgrade?  Are we actually re-membering ourselves? By that I do mean collecting our bones, our divided parts, which have been lost over time. Are we pulling ourselves back together in a newly fashioned way, a mature way?

To me this was a good reminder that my mind may think it is taking the lead with the logical stuff but my body is attuned to all that has been and will continue to message me from spiritual to physical body as I go forwards. In the wise words of Caroline Myss, the greatest power we have within us is the position we energetically hold as our power station, the solar plexus. This is the intuitive energy centre that messages us from “gut instinct”, or intuitiveness. We all have the ability to connect to the gut instinct and sometimes this power centre messages us in stronger ways. Is the menopause really a firing up of the solar plexus, our solar energy? Is the gut instinct being attuned? This chakra centre as it is known is after all the centre of our personal power, the seat of our inner compass. If I am actually having a solar upgrade then surely this is a positive thing for my mature years ahead!

Maybe, just maybe what is occurring in my menopause years is a gathering of my inner ability to discern all around me to assert my personal power. If this is the metaphysical change to the wise elder, then baptism by heat to burn away the old and transition into a new relationship with selfhood is what is occurring. The soul lesson is forging our life force, literally by forge or force, or both, a consolidating of past and present as our personal identity in full acceptance. Maybe I need to remember that it is my shadow and my light that make Gold.


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Everyday Pilgrimage

Everyday is a pilgrimage

Every moment is a different space of Belonging

Standing in your world is changing

Over time Love is felt and Love is missing

Within the Heart it remains

To be Held

Beyond this lifetime it is a knowing, a beholding

Pull your feet into the space

Of where you are Now

She speaks Channeled by Janice Turner Salmon


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Letting Go

Happy New Year! As we see in the new year with slanted traditions and rituals slightly more subtle than before, the words “Seeing In the New Year” feel so familiar. These words catch me off guard this year as I say them. Words are important more now than ever, more consciously than ever. Why? Because throughout this year I have seen the magic emerge, I have had synchronistic living in 2020 and the messages go beyond the coincidental. People I have met in this last year have interwoven, hand reaching into hand (metaphorically of course) like a great circle across the globe. The power of the internet invited me to be in contact with beautiful beings that resonate the same light and spirit. Like reconnecting with a missing link, time lapses of relationships and connections so uncanny, “you can’t make this up” frequently shouted as well as “get off the Bus!!!!!”

This year has also seen so much release. The things we once held dear, held as routine, and familiar have passed. We have had to release our daily routines, our way of work, education, our greetings, meeting and saying goodbye to our loved ones. Dying and birthing have been so differently sacred. We have all felt deeply into these rites of passage with an open heart for all the ceremony gone to just a whisper of goodbyes.

We have let go of stuff in the daily life too, we have cleared out and cleaned out. We have renewed and downsized may things. We have created space for more light to enter in and for more time to be centric to the things that matter the most. This year our relationships have held us, opened us, and connected us to a higher perspective. All we have is now and right now I see my words in a different vibration across the screen.

Earlier this year a wise elder from an indigenous community in America passed on her wisdom to “use your words wisely”. That was her great message to us, Words. It is now in this time of Newness that I see this, I hear this, I say this. Words matter, words are matter, words are energy of the spoke into the ether and beyond. Our words are like magic spells that vibrate into the cosmos around us and far from us. They get passed over us, through us, stored in us and internalise us. They get written and appear on the other side of the globe in full view and in full flight. They are the magic of today and saved for tomorrow. Words are magic. What will you say in 2021? What is your message? What is your Magic?