Cool Relief.

        

     In today's episode of Shannon's Mind...

    "...just scrolling along their pages, looking for videos I watched back in October or November, I feel strong relief. It's an undeniable sensation. I watched a couple of them two days ago and thought, 'Yes, this is part of the path I'm meant to be on'."

 

Amethyst Afternoon. (Support. Y' Know "You're Not Alone"? It's True.)

 

 

       May was a tumultuous, stressful month for me, and eventually, I will tell that story because it's full of juicy pieces of information for people who could relate, or get answers about things happening to one of their loved ones, and those who need my experience to be their wake-up call about boundaries. Today, though, I'm going to praise the sense of community* I get from some of the people in the wellness/ intuitive world. I so appreciate how much we benefit from collective consciousness, how these things allow us to empower ourselves and address a concern, and over time, there are people I come across who are in the wellness industry and labeling themselves as psychic because they authentically care about the highest good of themselves and others. They have a passion for empowerment. I'm going to focus on the fact that my 'aha' moment involved two women I respect very much whom I reached out to once I declared a readiness to have clarity and take more action in rectifying my situation. 

Karma. Is It Real?

 

          I feel safe using this generalization: that we're all familiar with the word "karma". The post today is a brief contemplation of whether I want to continue believing that karma exists. Wanna join me?

I'm bringing it up because I've heard it enough times from some speakers I appreciate in the spiritual wellness realm, whether they were giving their take on how karma could result from certain actions, or defining and explaining karma in basic terms. It intrigued me when I heard something different from a shaman named Durek.

I Carried a Dead Thing (About This Dream I Had)

          This dream was had on the morning of either Sept. 22 or 23.

 

          I made the mistake of choosing to not write down this dream immediately after waking, so hours later, I of course didn't remember much, though the scene was fuller than many other dreams I've had, which I'm sure is the result of my Higher Self getting involved. There was more atmosphere when I suddenly was in the home of some friends I don't know in real life - three sisters, one brother - and I was drawn to one of the sisters most because she had an air about her that said we could have intellectual discussions, I could learn, maybe even open up my optimism, standing more often in the headspace where, to quote a cliché, "The world is your oyster."

 

The Sunday Before

          This is an update with some gratitude, some Tarot and a bunch of exclamation points.

Briefly in a Speeding Car (About This Dream I Had)

In this post, I talk about not only my dream, but I spend a paragraph on the pandemic and give a life update. Spoiler: There is absolutely no plan to make sourdough bread.
I mean...just no.

Husbands of Joe Exotic and the Importance of Personal Growth

 

 First off, did you get here because of my drawing on Instagram, promoting this post? Because girl, it is a gem! I obviously didn't sketch and plan it out first, just went for it, and that piece is gutter magic -level greatness. This, my readers, is officially my apology for that sight, and I assure you that such a thing won't happen again. Moving on...

 

 

I sat through the docu-series Tiger King, you guys, and I wanna talk about it.

Tiger King: Murder, Mayhem and Madness presents people who are the antithesis of the freedom for which I aim. Get a bunch of deeply hurt children into adulthood and they might devote their lives to the pursuit of control, which of course creates dark drama, then add big cats and poor financial choices, you’ve got Tiger King, so I was reluctant to even click ‘play’.

Inner Child, Part One

           I need to sit more with my inner child.

Had a Good Moment

It was a Tuesday, I was working consistently at my desk, encouraging my brain to go from the task before me to my energetic efforts, including this genuine desire to change thoughts and the management of emotions. I wanted to change myself somehow on this day, even in the smallest step.
On my lunch break, I meditated for just over ten minutes and did some reading about some spirituality-related practices. Thinking, thinking, thinking.
After work, I had to cover someone's shift volunteering with some rescue cats. One of the animals has been in the care of Second Chance Network, a nonprofit animal rescue collective, for 21 months now, and Sylvester, the cutie with large, pale green eyes appeared to be as frightened as his description card stated, poor baby. As I cleaned his crate, I asked if he was okay with my performing Reiki inside it. He said nothing and looked away, which I decided was not a no.

The Melting Man (About This Dream I Had)

On May 5th, I had an odd dream that included Snoop Dogg on a talk show.