Musings of a 6/2 Splenic Manifestor

Just turned 35, a new cycle has begun. After weeks of being dragged through the proverbial mud, I welcome this shift into peace and clarity...a natural energy has emerged in the body/mind moving towards getting on with it, with this life, maybe even enjoying it again. it is inclining to focus on mastering the mundane, i.e. time to get to work and make some money and see what this money making vehicle (45-21) can do! like a really bad chess player who has lost one too many games, there is proceeding with caution to initiate the next move. the energy is there today, perhaps not tomorrow. i now know it's not in my favor to resist this natural energy flow of the body. if it's tired, i rest. if there's energy, i do. even if the mind doesn't like it one bit. hey MIND, you're not the boss of me!

After I wrote the last post yestereday, something compelled me to just sit and meditate. There's nothing else going on so why not. But there was an element to it that was unique. I wasn't doing it because I was forcing myself to, my body just sat down and I closed my eyes. I began to ask the question over and over again, who is this that is so miserable? Where is this thing I call me? My mind would come up with an answer, and for me there's a general feeling of self that is composed of thoughts and feelings. It feels pretty solid. There is a real sense of a being somewhere. I really started to inquire into that. This time I finally looked closer, I noticed that any thought or feeling I could point out that seemed like a "self" would gradually pass. My answer at one point was, "I am that feeling in my chest." So I would hone in on that feeling, and closely examine it. Okay, so there's a location in my awareness that is around my chest that feels lik...

This time takes the cake for the most miserable time of my life. I don't know if I'm going through a dark night of the soul or if there is some entity in me that has taken over and has had control for a long long time. I contacted a doctor today to check me for parasites. Whatever this is, it has to end. Nobody should have to live like this and I know I am not meant to be this sad. I just got back from Taco Bell and I had 2 cups of coffee, neither of which did anything to make me feel any better. My story is ridiculous, I want to free myself from myself. I'm so confused about what to do. Is there anything to do? I may just need to surrender to this and let go, knowing it's really not up to me what happens to me. I have faith this is all for a reason, that I will get through the darkness to the other side. I am praying my butt off to my guides and God to help me get through this time. There's nothing to do, nowhere to go, nothing to get, and it feels like HELL!@@## I...