Back in 2015, I wrote a quick article – Everywhere I go, I see hearts…
Interestingly enough, it was just a quick observation, bit it’s launched itself to being one of the most viewed posts on my blog.
As I sit here, taking inventory of all the topics I’ve discussed, the things I have yet to chat about, and the future direction of my life and writing – I can’t help be feel pulled back to this post myself.
I don’t know about you, but my life gets pulled in a million different directions. Sometimes, that’s in a single day. Hell, sometimes a single hour (yay toddlers!)! So what happens is I slip back to sleep. No, not the “I passed out on my bed, exhausted” kinda sleep (though I feel like that way sometimes!). But more, I flutter between awareness and sleep. Some days I’m present. Others, not so much. Do you ever feel like that?
I’ve found through the years, that when I get most wrapped up in my “to-do” list… or stressed about life… or sick of it all – those are the moments when I need to stop, reflect, and refocus my intention. This spring has been like that again for me. I’ve been trying to gradually pull balance back into my life so I don’t forget my actual purpose on this planet. What that purpose is–I haven’t found out 100%, but I sure as hell won’t find it buried in work. That I do know.
As soon as I started taking inventory, I started seeing hearts again. A pebble on the stairs in my basement. A glitter fragment from my daughter’s art project, a tree’s shape…
For whatever reason, the heart seems to be the symbol I’ve chosen to guide me. Other’s may say the Angels or God are sending their love or directing me. Perhaps there’s even truth in that as well. As an oddly skeptical Lightworker (I’ll get into that more in another post) – I tend to believe that if my subconscious doesn’t have the ability to read the message – it doesn’t matter who’s chattering in my ear because I won’t hear it. So, thus, I’ve chosen the symbol. Somewhere along the way… perhaps before birth. Perhaps in my subconscious daily struggles in this life. All I know is when I see them in places they don’t ordinarily belong, I stop and take notice.
They guide me and give me just that little bit of a boost to make it to my next destination, which could be something as simple as deciding whether or not to begin Facebook Live posts. (More on that later, too!)
I kinda eluded to it, but 2017’s energy has been kinda kicking me in the pants. It’s been a year of complete and utter horror as I watch the state of the world descend (in my eyes) into complete chaos. And we’re not talking the good kind. I started out with the typical shock and awe, as did many people. But now I’ve settled into the energy of “what change can I enact?” I’ve begun doing my part, however little it might be, to be the change I wish to see in the world. Some days it’s nothing more than a smile to a stranger. Other times is donating my time and energy. Sometimes more. And as soon as I began…yep, you guessed it! Hearts popped up. <3
So as I head into the second half of the year, I feel I’m going in with eyes a little wider open than they were before. I go in with battle armor dented, but my heart chakra open wide.
I think the world needs more of that. People who have been wounded, but still push forward despite it. The planet needs more love energy circling. It needs more compassion.
Don’t you agree?
Carissa Andrews is a Multipassionate MN Entrepreneur, Sci-fi Author, freelance writer, graphic designer and artist, unapologetic progressive, Lightworker, truthsayer, and occasional badass.
Her YA science fiction novel Pendomus, is available now through Amazon. Polarities, Book 2 of the Pendomus Chronicles, and Revolutions, Book 3 of the Pendomus Chronicles are set to be released at the end of 2017! Stay tuned for release dates!