3rd last day…🐸


3rd last day before the numbers change… hence the energetic frequency. Image how many people write the date everyday day… all over the globe😀

It creates a frequency. Well, everything creates a frequency.

Then each year we get older… years click by on our tenancy agreement. One life – one chance – one opportunity. No pressure thou😀

There’s that special blue sky outside here at present… scattering of white fluffy clouds. Sun is warm and soft and bright, wind is carrying some cool. Weather noticeably changing.

Tide coming in… filling up the estuary. Maybe a swim when tide is high.

There’s a lot of people about… being summer holidays in a holiday town.

Gosh… so much uncertainty. So much unknown. But we have our selves… our little Geiger counter in a secure place inside… so direction is always there…

We don’t get taught to trust that… not in our growing developing years. It’s important.

I’m still remembering to honour and trust myself… it’s been a life long journey. It’s a constant remembering. Like all the good things…

We get distracted. Man… how we get distracted. It’s gone beyond epidemic levels (ugh… ‘that’ word😒)

Coming back home to ourselves

I’m grabbing a few more doing nothing days… before more activity. My pace is sooo much slower than it was. And I luv it. Life can be exhausting… as well as divine😊

About 5 weeks and I’m out of here… this move has been a big one. Monsters peeking out the cracks at times…

Yes ~ all good in the scheme of things. I’ve uncovered sooo much in my time here with the ocean… snuggled in the mangroves… sitting at the edge of the magnificent Simpson’s Creek.

What a 5 yrs it’s been. Filled with so much peak experience…

My life really has been the most amazing story.

But yes… some of those experiences… Just as well we’re so brave.

The terror… the old and ancient terror… been buried deep for so long. Seeping out the cracks.

The Cicarda’s are singing to me outside… I’m lying on my bed… outside is beautiful but I’m needing more close and intimate nurturing at present.

They probably don’t have Cicarda’s in Tasmania (I haven’t checked)… I luv them so much and will miss them.

I’ve not been to Tasmania… it’s first for a visit… needing some restoration space after my delicate ending.

I luv that I’m brave…

I desire to luv myself even more…in that there is salvation.

Wishing you all lotsa love and special wishes to manifest💜🌺💜

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marilyn

I love to write . . . I love to appreciate all the beauty in life. I find comfort and healing in dear Mother Nature's bounty, creative projects fill my home ~ everywhere. I've done many things and more await me ~ life is a journey, a creative adventure. I often say thank you for all that's been given.

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