Dear Readers,
This newsletter is going in a new direction. Maybe it’s because today feels more like spring than fall that I’ve decided to make the move today. This has been brewing since the eclipse in October.
I’ve been taking my own advice and really gazing into the flames of my desires. Not the “I’d really like a new car” kind of desire…no, the deep longing of creative fulfillment kind of desire.
Fire has been working with me in burning away the chaff of what I think I need to do VS allowing the creator within to direct the flow. I’ve spent my entire life doing what I think I NEED or SHOULD do. I MUST be serving other people in order to be doing something worthwhile.
The deepest desire of my soul, is the itch that never gets scratched. For too long I’ve silenced this yearning by telling myself it’s silly, it doesn’t serve any real purpose and it won’t help anyone…my time SHOULD, no, MUST be spent taking care of other people. Pursuing my own desires is selfish.
Maybe I finally understand that I can call my power back to me a thousand times a day, but if I continue to live like I have none it is all in vain.
I want to tell the stories of people long dead, things long forgotten and prophecies long ignored. It’s been my guilty night time pleasure for the last few years and it’s time I brought my skeletons out of the closet.
xoxo,
Indie @ Night