My word is my wand

As your thoughts or lips move, producing words, with or without any humanly detectible sound (~vibration~energy), your wand is moving around on the canvas of life; painting your world, drawing the details~ producing your reality, and thereby revealing your perceptions all at the same time.

If you can dream it up, you can create it. When you are thinking of it, you are creating it. When you don’t worry about it, it is manifesting for you. When you let it flow freely, it flows dirrectly to you.

FEAR is rather more ~ False Evidence Appearing Real.

We are living in a duality, and we are The Creators. We are partly of physical forces and partly of nonphysical forces. We are of soul energy and spirit energy. That is also why we often may feel like we are seeking something, because we sometimes happen to be more with and in our physical, than with and in our nonphysical, and/or vice versa, which of course causes us to feel as if something is missing, as if we’re longing for something, seeking something, and yes, we are longing and seeking for the other seemingly missing aspect, which is all the time there, even while.we are tunned away from it. But as well we are often in the middle, in our center, in our “S”, perfectly ballanced with both aspects of us, the physical and the nonphysical.

It is the ones who doubt and won’t believe to hear their inner voice, the so called invisible, the seemingly intangible, who may feel that they remain lost, simply because they are simply just choosing to be desconnected from their own soul.

Since my word is my wand, it is good to know (the fact of what so many people have told me) that I am very good with words. So let’s do it, here we go, there’s nothing to it.

MY OWN DREAM EXAMPLE

Most of the time, I wake up in the warm climate, in what feels like my palace or my temple, with stunningly beautiful nature everywhere, so colorful yet beautifully simple at the same time as if perfectly set, and many dreamlike beaches around in different distances. Looks like Can Punta.

I am in close realionships with deeply loving, creative and organized good friends, who live healthy and sporty lifestyles, and all of that keeps inspiring and motivating me to be my best, and keep learning ~ growing ~ improving.

Once a month we have a few days of everyone doing coconutwater fasting, always humorously and slightly competing to see who will keep it up the longest, which is usually ranging from 3 days to 1 week, and occasionally longer. We all conclude that it just shows who’s body needed it the most.

Many of us live in our base-home part time and travel between work family and friends.

Generally every morning, we meet up in groups of whoever lives closest to eachother, to run and do squats, and mostly as well the 5 tibetans.

My mind is more clear than ever, and my creativity flows abundantly. Often I feel like a super being, especially because, everything is just flowing and working so perfectly. And even though everything is changing all the time, it’s all perfect anyway. Even the occasional struggles feel right.

That I am generally a good influence on others, is another thing I’ve been told so oftent in my life, and now I’m seeing it clearly here n there, allong the way, alot of the time. …again, finally.

Whatever I’m good at, and whatever skills and good sides reside in me, are all somehow more effective, stronger more penetrating and active now, then ever before.

Money making business has become a small habitual thing of the day, like going to the bathroom. There are no worries nor complications to it. It just flows and grows like the plants that get all the water and nourishment that they need to strive.

I wake up feeling pleased and fresh, happy to be alive, and I fly out of bed much the same as I used to do when I was a child. And it all feels really good. …just like I knew it would.

My main base is, as I always knew it had to be, in a sunny warm and blue skied climate, with nature that makes my heart smile so that I feel it in all my cells. Very similar to how I felt when I lived on ibiza before, during 2005 to 2011.

My main house is the perfect dreamhouse for me, everything about it feels so good to me, no matter where I look, what I touch, or what I’m doing, it’s all just the perfect environment for me with all the learning toys and practice toys I can use, weather I swim or I sing, dance, design, sew or write a concept, a plain text or a song. I have everything. Even a big workshop space for building and creating big things with many people if we need.

Even, so often when I arrive home I feel welcomed by a sense of loving restoring and rejuvenating energies. Often it feels as if I during the day am living the moment so well, that I seem to forget the feeling of my home base, so that when I arrive home, I often feel something like taken by surprise, as it takes me when I start to feel gently enveloped with the calming and relaxing energies, restoring and rejuvenating me ~ those mighty healing energies that always await me at home. The Home That I Have Created.

When I am with my boyfriend in his part of the world for example, then I can feel and sometimes even see, how those good and well nourished energies are felt where ever I go, and how that so rapidly affects everything and everyone around me, generating good feelings on all levels and parts. Peoples projects and ideas get revived, as if touched by a good magician’s glittery dust of the divine, they get unstuck and start to blossom and flow. Things/ways that seemed to not be working, suddenly turn out to be all perfectly functional or replaced by new things/ways, and even better than one would originally have imagined. …which sounds so familiar.

And funny for me is, that I don’t feel that any credit for any of it belongs to me, but rather I feel blessed with overtaking luck, all enveloped in some super power magic of mighty love, which sticks to me and is therefore logically felt by most everyone that come close to me. It doesn’t feel mine, or made by me. It most accurately verbalized, feels like something universally divine has settled in me, or with me, divinity rooted in my life. It feels (best put into words) like I am being taken good care of, by a universal family I hadn’t realized that I have. And it feels as weird as it sounds.

As well, I spend most of my time mainly in Europe. Mostly I’m in Ibiza, Mallorca, and Munich, but I’m also, pretty regularly, spending time in Berlin, Paris, Cannes, Karlovy Vary, Portugal, and here n there, in between it all, as well in Copenhagen, or somewhere in and around the Asiatic zones, or somewhere on the American territories as well.

In general I feel that the world stands heart-fully open for me, warmly inviting, and lovingly welcoming me everywhere.

The funniest thing is, that the beginning journey into the materialization of this reality that I am now living, stared with my sheeple-shirt business idea, which is a bit like a club of sheep people waking up to the whole sheeple society madness that we have to stop, and should have done so long ago.

I can feel that I am making a good difference in the world wherever I go, and I feel a peaceful/calming sense of belonging. …which is also weird but good weird feeling.

And I’ve noticed that I go to sleep with an over all satisfied feeling again finally, and that I wake up happy to get out of bed. I’m even told that I have a restful smile on my face when I’m asleep, which my grandMother also used to tell me, when I was a small child, up to the age of 6.

I guess you can say that I am reborn, within one and the same life.

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The Ibiza Risk

IBIZA, JULY 4, 2018

No, I am not doing any normal job. No monotone life, thank you. No linear income. …such slavery. …such waste of life time, to spend more than half of your living awake hours on working.

I am living to do my own thing. I have got to make my own thing and use my creativity.

I’m not a hustler, somehow I just can’t, but for now have to do this dancing job again. Everything is possible and I can do what seems like magic. …so I don’t need to be a hustler.

I have to feel SO good. I have to rest in myself. Totally.

But ironically enough, I have to not smile so much. …not really-Really smile, just be cheeky and tease a bit, and not take no for an answer.

I have got to get the miney together for my wearable art parasol business.

But it is a crazy demanding (and even inhumane) job though. I better massage my feet and meditate on it.

Falling In Love, Or Healing Encounter?

The days with Marco in Nienburg, feeling getting some natural high on love is probably (now after digesting and reflecting, without even overthinking it) more part of a transpersonal journey, than merely just falling in love together. …and got to kiss each other so beatifully.

Yes together, when you humans feel such good feelings together and get into such pleasant attraction, that is some of what love is. Because all feelings have two main vibrational types of energy; 1 is fear (negative vibrations), 2 is love (good vibrations).

So absolutely and completely yes, we were in love vibrations together.

And weather humans choose to make more of that, weather they choose to be wise and nourish it, so that it grows and expands, that is a human personal choice. Unfortunately most people are just sheeple, and choose to sum and dumb it all down to just sex, have it and end it there, as if they just had a meal or so.

So far, it looks like Marco hasn’t chosen to nourish the love vibrations, but rather letting fear rule his way with the situation, otherwise he would have contacted me already.

And partly therefore, I am getting the feeling that no matter if he ever contacts me or not, the experience with him, remains a part of my healing transformation (and helps me in getting over my 7yrs previous relationship, while had left me lost from my own self).

But in fact it was probably a healing transformation for Marco as well, as he had just been left by his girlfriend, over which he was greeving (starting out with drinking some bottles of Champagne filled with 24karat gold flakes, while listening to rock music really loud, and then showing up at the ugly dive of a supposed to be striptease club (the only place to go during late hours in his tiny town)).

So surely our days/times spent together, in the way that we ended up getting carried away with each other, was helping him … AND UUPS! WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS, HE CALLED!?

…and said that he had been trying to call me since a while, but somehow his calls were not going through. He was instead just getting some message about my number not being in service or so. CRAZY!? And really strange for me to try n shift out of the reality that I was sittting there feeling as I was writing.

The very same day, later in the evening we met in Dresden. I had no idea that Dresden was so pretty and nice a city. Im very happy that I went to meet him there for the 3 days that it was, and thankful for him showing it all to me. Then my friend picked me up with his car, and Marco ended up comming with us. Then we stayed in a hotel for 2 nights more.

We had a very nice time, especially the first day and the last day. But it turns out he has some bit of an alcohol issue, and that he isnt able to connect emotionally (which I had enough of). Bit it was both nice, sweet, adveturous, agravating, disappointing, …

But it was after all an adventurous and personal growth experience, and thats about it.

So better LOVE for me,

is on its way to me.