LILY
Spiritual love.
Though I did write and publish two essays on Rosewater., this month… I feel like I have been away. How are you, Reader? How are things? How are you coping?
I’m doing better since we last spoke. Emotionally, mentally and spiritually — at least. I have been leaning heavily into my Meditation practice over the course of this past month and a half, and I would like to believe it has been significant in helping me stay centered through any kind of trauma and turbulence. I am grateful for it being able to lead + inspire me, this season.
So, I don’t have a specific topic in mind for this essay. I feel clear-headed yet kind of floaty as I write. I am looking at some of my notes that could potentially direct the voice of this essay — still, I’m not feeling called to anything as much as I am being led to write. Truly write.
Oh, how did I forget? I drew two cards, last night because I was seeking guidance in terms of this very essay… These are the cards I got.
THE SEA TURTLE: Slow down. Be patient and persistent.
33. Horse Spirit: Freedom is yours.
These cards are from the Salt + Sea Energy oracle deck by Rachel Robino & The Spirit Animal Oracle deck by Colette Baron-Reid, by the way. These two decks in particular really vibe with me — in the way that they bring me messages I often need to hear at a given time — it matters not if it is something I might find difficult to momentarily process. Drawing these cards felt special. It confirmed some things for me, as well as reminded me that it is I who is truly in the Driver’s Seat. Do you know what I mean? I have said a lot about wanting to write about Astrology and the Tarot, its impact on me, what I have learned etc., etc. That’s coming. Permit me, though, to add that I believe its therapeutic powers are something else. Even when hard messages come through, you’re accepting of them. Or you learn to be, gradually, as you connect more with yourself and the cards. You trust. You see your blind spots. You see your strengths. That’s wonderful to me. I could talk about these things for hours on end.
Speaking of things that I enjoy talking about — I have alluded, occasionally, on here, to Life and Death, its Mysteries and so forth — a series that got me thinking even more on the same lines, is Midnight Mass. I do not know if you have heard of it (I hope you have) or if it’s on your list, and I won’t say much about the plot because I don’t wish to spoil it for you in any way. All I will tell you is that should you enjoy combing through and conversing on philosophies regarding Good and Evil, Life & Death, Faith and Religion, the Supernatural, you might like Midnight Mass. Mike Flanagan, the creator and director behind the series is gifted at his brand of horror storytelling. I like that it is truthful, unique, all while being incredibly human and melancholic too.
Other Tingz
TBH, this whole essay kinda comprises Other Tingz because it has no guiding topic. Updates, yes. Themes, none.
I am learning to appreciate again being in a state of creativity with no agenda or bounds, and I am loving it. My snail mail game feels upped and powerful — in the softest way. I am hoping to get more handsy when it comes to crafting — usually, I focus my enthusiasm on making things, digitally — and I have missed making things from scratch — sweetly, meticulously, by hand. Virgo SZN was pivotal in the way that it affirmed a ‘new’ way of being for me. I felt more confident than I did in months, and it was a Blessing of a season. I now actively note how I grow from season to season — and late August and September of this year helped me come into my own so much — I’m learning to show up as I am despite who’s watching (or not), I’m connecting mindfully — this one is huge for me. Of course, you can’t take my word for it, and who am I, anyway? All I’ll share is that after years of arduous mental rehearsing and painful overthinking — especially when it comes to my conversations with other human beings — it feels good to be able to communicate in a style I don’t have to think twice about.
2021 has been testing me — if 2020 was a Beast, 2021 is a Goddess — she’s making sure I train hard and put into practice the lessons I am learning. For one, being assertive in how I advocate for myself. I can now choose for myself. I used to be so guarded (I still am) and so ‘guided’ by how I was being received that I rarely gave a thought to how I wished to show up. Whether I was being my Truest self or not. Heck, I didn’t even know I had a True self. So yeah, it feels good… a Free Elf, much like dear Dobby.
Write, Sea, Fortune
I don’t know about you — I’m feeling a floopiness in the Air surrounding me that is Libra SZN. It’s been a few days in, and this feels like potent neutral energy. Ethereal. Like it has no form or essence yet — I can’t tell its nature. I just know I like it a lot, and I trust it. Dare I say it’s a collective thing? Are we all feeling led by our Inner Truth, as we learn to actively care for ourselves — emotionally and spiritually, over all else? I would hope so. (Tell me if you feel it too.)
These are the… Days of All Our Lives.
That was a good one by Joey! (Winks.) I like keeping things low-key and I have been serious for many months now, and yeah, I let loose here and there — I cannot deny this l i g h t n e s s though that I feel in having overcome ‘one side’ to be here in the Other. Things are what they are, and I s e e the subtler treasures. That, to me, always a Gift. To be in understanding that the Cycles of Change rarely pause to take a sip of water is certainly a tough thing to come into. You don’t, sometimes, even with all the inner-work you do. Is it okay? I think it is. I mean, we can’t change that, right? Though, that we find moments to smile, to take heart in the silliness and smallness of things — joys and jokes, and what-have-you — it’s precious.
Take care of yourself, and…
Thank you for reading.
A note: Let it be known that much as it’d be sweet, that you feel welcome here, experiences and views expressed on Rosewater. are deeply, truly, madly personal. (Unless stated otherwise.) Should they strike a chord with your own musings and reflections, that’s lovely, and if not, that’s cool too. This collection contains no facts, solo personal musings and truths.
