Sometimes, the words will come to me; the words that I need to read, to hear, are found.
These words are not meant for me, but when I stumble upon them, they resonate with me anyway.
Oh yes, that is me – ‘so preposterously serious (these) days’ – and so….
See? I tell you…these words are subtle reminders; good advice for folks like me who allow themselves to drown in their emotions far too often.
Hail Loki ❤
Hey, how are you all doing?
I realized that I haven’t really written an actual post in quite a while, though it’s not for lack of material.
Often, when I am planning to write about certain topics, my brain will inadvertently begin constructing these wonderfully succinct, perfectly worded posts upon those topics – usually while I’m doing something else (like doing the dishes, walking my dogs, or at worst, trying to sleep).
But the funny thing is, when when I sit down to write out those thoughts, I can’t think of what it was that I intended to say. My vocabulary just disappears! All of those effortless turns of phrase will suddenly feel out of reach, and I often feel like the moment is damned near lost as I wrack my brain trying to recapture whatever it was.
So, in that sense, my brain is filled with these half-formed drafts of well-thought-out posts:
So I’ve been taking this biweekly class on divination and mediumship.
Recently, when I was looking over the weekly ‘homework,’ I notice that the instructor will often reference information from the ‘class page’ or the ‘website’ and I realized
much to my dismay!
that I don’t know what he means.
So I went looking on the Internet for the information, only I could not find anything resembling a ‘class page’ or a ‘class website’, except the initial class registration page, and his FB page (which seemed to be simply a mirror site of that registration page.)
So then I sent him an email, asking specifically what he was referring to when he mentioned ‘as you may have seen on the website’ or ‘as was discussed on the class page…’
And, as he seems to live on the West Coast, I didn’t expect to hear from him a few hours.
Instead, I got to thinking about this anxiety that I’ve been having, not just regarding this class, but concerning my overall approach to my devotional practice lately. And, as I went about my morning tasks, I began to overthink, trying to pinpoint the root of my anxiety.
It occurred to me that I might have a fear of missing out.
Or perhaps my anxiety is rooted in the fear that others have access to something that I don’t seem to have access to, as represented by this class page/website that the instructor seems to reference.
And as a result, I am left feeling stuck. Feeling that I must be doing something wrong…that there must be a disconnect somewhere.
And suddenly I was struck with a thought: what if the reason that I cannot find this page that the instructor references is simply because there isn’t one?
What if the root of my fear – and therefore my anxiety – is that I am chasing after the lack of access to something that I’ve only imagined?
What if, indeed?
Well I still haven’t heard from him.
Perhaps I have answered my own question.