Mercury in Retrograde… until November 20th. Crap happens. I just roll with the flow. Put one foot in front of the other and fix whatever gadgets try to give me grief.
But one aspect I’m really going through Hell trying to keep a reign on would be… emotions. MY God, the sensitivity is ridiculous.
I leave the house to take care of business. And that’s the limit to getting out there in the social world.
Beyond that… I am socializing with my sewing and embroidery machines. I take an occasional break to go get my belly laugh from a few friends in Facebook.
I’ve made time for learning new techniques from some very gifted seamstresses on YouTube… one in particular… Bernadette Banner. Click here to visit her YouTube Channel!
I can listen to her for hours. And I am learning so much. Our project interests are very different. Yet… she is a walking library of techniques that can be applied to any form of fashion sewing.
I appreciate her efforts and kindness of sharing to no end!
This weekend was that weekend… swapping all the summer clothes out for the winter apparel. I sifted both… summer and winter. Like other items I’ve given away… I’ll be setting these out for local folks that can use them.
I’ll need to pick up another clothing hanger to set outside. Throwing clothing out on a sidewalk mindlessly in boxes is just not productive. Seems rather cold and heartless. Not in my DNA.
I’ll hang pieces up on the hanger, set it out on my sidewalk… and make it easier for them to choose. A laminated note will be hung… asking for hangars to be left behind so I can add more items when there is more room.
November planetary segments have me scattered. My healing… my feelings… my emotions. All so overwhelming at this time. I feel this way one minute… I feel that way the next.
It’s difficult… when you know you’re running from your own truth… because you think that’s what you’re supposed to do. Because you feel there is no other choice.
But then… it feels like you’re in this friggin’ battle with your own damn heart. And it carries some really heavy punches.
I stay busy. It’s all I can do. I keep myself handling several things at once… deliberately. And I think about my boundaries.
Old boundaries that I’m having to remember. Two in particular… lol
Give me a break! Almost 18 years of… legal marital union (insert sarcastic tone) is a long time. Okay?!
I don’t do married men. And I don’t share. End of THAT conversation!
But new boundaries are developing… compliments of the lessons learned from that experience… as well as the one that has me soaking my T-shirts… still.
Maybe I just need to get it all out of my system. I don’t know.
That’s the worst part. I. Don’t. Know.
Telepathy and mind reading are two very different energies.
What I do know is this. Anybody can ‘say’… nothing. And anybody can ‘say’… anything.
Anybody can claim to love you. And you can learn their words are cheap.
Actually… my garbage is more valuable. It costs me $9.00 per month for the city to pick it up.
Ahhh…. But I’m willing to pay the price. My garbage going in the correct place is important enough.
What does that say about me? I am willing to put the action behind my words.
Because that’s who I am. When I’m given the opportunity.
How do I feel about the lacking of one particular opportunity?
You might be my soulmate…
But all the mental telepathy in the world will never be what wins me over by itself.
So far… I really like these new boundaries.
And then I go to my cards to draw a message from the Angels that they want to share with this post.
The Third-Eye Chakra card (click here) in the Angel Therapy Oracle Cards by Doreen Virtue.
My mind is just blown away. My question is answered. Solid verification.
I prefer working on my goals with a smile, anyway! lol
“Thank you Angels!”
My Morning's Heart 