you pull me out…
“You pull me out...”
I’m not one to believe in a “thing”— but in many “things”.
I take what moves me. I follow my gut.
When I’m not feeling good- you can find me blasting old school rap or a particular song from “The 1975” on repeat (and very, very loud)— or following gurus and coaches—I have many ways. I’m open to what works.
When my mom passed and I went on my first solo journey, I had this desire to find a Shaman in Sedona. So I did. I worked with her in this medicine wheel which is part of the Buddhist Supta —a space that has been a place of great calm for me throughout the years.
There is something so magical and connected about the Supta. I usually go several times during my journey.
But in my everyday life- there are times of calm and there are times where I want (or need) someone to kick my ass.
Yesterday, I had one of those days. @joe_chura and @cars.com produced #refuel - (for 2020) a virtual day of speakers to inspire and...refuel us.
Well. I heard @jesseitzler . Dude. My world stopped.
Holy. Crap.
Ok. To be honest, I was in a funk...I was swaying between honoring the feels (which I still believe is important) and looking for something/someone to challenge me.
What’s amazing, is that today- after hearing Jesse speak (and ya know, I felt like he was speaking RIGHT TO ME...) I thought about this medicine wheel at the Supta. I imagined myself walking into the wheel and looking back at 2020 and what lies ahead. The Native American culture used medicine wheels to work through spiritual concepts.
I can’t be there physically - but I can be there in my mind— and Jesse is due North. (Medicine wheel humor...)
So, I’ve decided and pull myself out and work the wheel. With the help of some 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴.
To Joe, Jesse, and @anahataananda. Thank you.
[I’ll still be listening to my music way too loud..just so you know]
12.17.20