Years ago, when I was a practicing artist, I would spend hours in my studio, a.k.a. kitchen, sculpting from clay, and painting on stretched canvasses. I recall the feeling I had afterward, as I went out for lunch or coffee. There was a buzz throughout my body. I was in an altered state.
There a lot of comings and goings on this planet. Births and deaths alike. It seems to work well, in order to keep the population balanced, and so that souls, at some point, can shed their human expressions.
I have written in length about anger in the ascension, embodied enlightenment process. But it seems many people are still experiencing various degrees of the emotion, and I wanted to bring more insight to the subject.
More and more we are feeling aligned with our SELF. But when we’re not, it feels awful. It feels really bad. More so than ever. I mean, why does it feels so bad when we are in that space of misalignment with our SELF? Why does the doubt feel even more doubtful, and the fear even more fearful? Why does the sadness feel even more poignant? Why does the frustration and impatience feel even more intense?
