Freedom Day: May 19th Edition.

What’s the lesson? What’s this trying to teach me? I mean, I’m trying to to wrap my head around a lot of this even now.

Personal Share.

Sigh. It’s the classic best-of-times, worst-of-times scenario. Getting canned from a place where I was miserable might have been better for them than me? Maybe? The verdict is still out on this one. (*Note, I have to tread very carefully with this topic. Certain folk might still be creepin on my socials and here.)

Spiritually, it’s all about the silver lining. What’s the lesson? What’s this trying to teach me? I mean, I’m trying to to wrap my head around a lot of this even now. I’ve done a lot of processing, or at least I’d like to think I have.

Here’s my question: Who’s teaching this class, anyway?

I love Eckhart, believe me.

The very spiritually correct answer is the Universe/Source/God. I’m not trying to force any of this concept on anyone. Take from it what you will. I’m no Eckhart Tolle and my connection with the Divine might not be quite as strong these days? Sorry. That escalated quickly. (*Much like I occasionally poke at Matt Mercer, I seriously doubt Eckhart or his people read my blog.)

If we’re the creator and the creation at the same time, why do we make things hard for ourselves? This question has been relevant for centuries, maybe longer. Sadly, I don’t even have it that bad! Basic human needs met in this 3D lifetime? Check. Anything beyond that? Still working on it.

If you want to stretch the bounds of spirituality a bit, it’s actually me teaching me or my higher self teaching me. And then so on and so forth up the multidimensional food chain all the way to Source. That’s kind of a trippy concept. What? I can’t give myself the proverbial Cliffsnotes?

Karmically, how many times does one have to go through the wringer before we move on?

Early Iron by Maigheach-gheal is licensed under CC-BY-SA 2.0
This is a wringer for those wondering.

I seem to remember someone saying situations would be repeated until a specific lesson is learned. Now, clothes used to go through the wringer a few times to help them dry, but there came a point where it wasn’t doing any good. So I have to ask, if I continue to flunk the same lesson, do I still get to, uh, “graduate?” Is “graduation” day when we die or the next proverbial day when we get to go answer for everything? The deeper one reaches, the more questions come up to be answered.

My dear old Dad used to say, “It never gets any easier, does it?” The older I get, the more I really understand the question. Not sure I have any more answers than I did when I was 17, but at least I get the question from multiple angles.

Every answer leads to more questions. Some questions are more of a struggle to figure out than others. Sometimes we struggle like crazy just to come full circle to the simplest answer possible. We overlook simple answers due to their lack of complexity. As my good friend Jake once said, “If it was simple, we wouldn’t be here.”

People say I spend too much time in my head and I overthink things. Yeah. I probably do. Then again, I believe anything worth doing is worth the effort. The details are important. If I’m worried and giving something a lot of thought, it’s a sign that I care.

One of my favorite teachers often reminds us that we’re already there.

Anna Brown, who claims to not be a spiritual teacher, but quite often speaks the truth about all things spiritual, really gets it in my opinion. You are already that which you are seeking. There are no answers to search for because you already possess the knowledge. Basically, stop trying to dig philosophically so much because you can just live.

Only, I’m stick-stone-stubborn as hell. I refuse to give up. I refuse to stop beating my head on the metaphysical wall. What the heck am I doing here if not to figure out what I’m supposed to be doing here? I love chasing my tail!

Back to the metaphysical drawing board this month.

I started watching a skeptic named Andey Fellowes on YouTube recently. Please don’t think I’m abandoning my views on spirituality or any of my beliefs. However, some of what Andey has to say does ring a bell. He gets very honest and critical about certain popular spiritual and Law of Attraction teachers and what they’re saying. Honestly, I’ve had some of the same experiences. He’s right about a good number of things.

I’m still kind of a “New Age” guy, though. I’m not changing everything about myself to become an atheist or a former “New Ager” as they are called. I don’t troll Andey, either. In fact, if love and light is your jam, there’s no point in trolling anyone, ever. Especially not someone who is speaking out against your long-held beliefs.

All of that having been said, I’m going back to my spiritual roots through the end of June. I am thoroughly examining what my goals in life are. I’m going to ask myself what I intend to manifest. I’m going to give a lot of mental effort over to changing beliefs that aren’t working for me. My overall goal is to hone the habits that will get me to a better place in life yet. It’s time to get off the struggle bus and find some joy again.

Thanks for stopping by. I appreciate you. Have a wonderful day wherever you are and whatever you’re doing.

I’m Here Today

Because I’m home from my regular job. I stayed home because when I woke up for work, I could barely move. I was feeling exhaustion on a whole new level. It was a long, painful, tiresome day leading up to that moment when I called my boss and said I was staying home.

My brain fog seems to have cleared out, mostly, and that is most definitely a good thing. My spirit guides and higher self sort of nudged me toward my laptop tonight. I just felt the need to put some words down on, well, not-paper. Uh. Pixels? The page, regardless.

I have heard, from one of my Earthly teachers that you should always “sell” stories that reflect who you really are. You should always tell your story. Well, I’m not trying to sell anything here, family. If someone wanted to kindly pick me up as a copywriter, I would probably welcome the opportunity, sure.

So, here I am. Let’s take this a bit deeper down the philosophical and energetic rabbit hole for a moment. The energetic expression that refers to itself as “I” or “me” in this now moment of time and space is visible to others in this medium. In other words, from the perspective of higher, light-bodied beings, the ball of light that I am is flashing/glowing/being in it’s pattern that identifies its unique expression of self.

As Eckhart Tolle probably doesn’t read my blog yet, I’ll try to explain. Once you leave the Earth Plane, so we’ll say Fifth Dimensional existence and up, words as we use them don’t exist. Thought patterns appear as wave forms and energetic structures, as far as we know. So, the individual expression of oneself must appear within whatever energetic rules exist in that dimensional level of being. Time is another sticky subject all around that I am only barely becoming aware-of, so I’m not going to even try to go there right now.

Photo by Zsu00f3fia Fehu00e9r on

Using the picture above to illustrate my point, if each ghosty above had a glow like a ball of Christmas tree lights was jammed up inside of it, and we all “spoke” in light flashes to understand one another, communication becomes faster, easier, and deeper very quickly.

The spiritual experts, gurus, etc all say that we only remember a fraction of who/what we really are while incarnated on this 3D Earthly plane of existence. We have to play be the rules of this plane, so solid matter, audio/visual communication, gravity, separate identity of self, and so forth. Separation and duality are the two we have stumbled over the most in 2020.

This is a little bit of who I am, I suppose. Maybe my grammar and syntax are a little messed up at times. Sometimes I literally put words down on the computer faster than if I’m stopping to think about what I’m saying. It’s like the words were already there and I’m just remembering what I was going to type. Sometimes it’s more like a gentle etheric prodding to say certain things.

Guess I’m going back to my night off now. Sleep calls again. Sending you all love and light.

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