Sitting here, watching cars roll by with my kid watching alongside me in their stroller. I haven't gotten to meditate in the last five days, not long enough to sit well with me. I could probably do it now since they're beginning to relax.
I'm getting a pretty invisible "to do" list. Dealing with my financial problems are on paper, alongside writing and antifascist propaganda posters.
Yet I have this unease I can't explain, and the caffeine might be contributing.
I'll walk around and hopefully coax the little one to sleep..
I did an #iching reading and got earth over earth changing to lightning over earth, both really indicative of the wisdom I sought. I was concerned when the epiphany I needed, and felt cusping, might arrive.
On the way here (my spouse's work,) I heard two songs from Van Canto on my playlist that really spoke to the inner life I need to rejuvenate: "I Stand Alone" and "She's Alive," which I feel are related to one another. Other songs (Starlight, Hero, and King) have all been of inspiration recently, but weren't the two I spent the car trip singing.
Arriving, I do feel that innermost freedom like rivers coming home, and maybe I'm alive and know it inside.