Sunday, December 29

the end

Hello, darlings.

Gosh I've been so ..away, somewhere.
Behind some faraway planet.
Some other sphere.

End of the year is drawing near so quickly. 
Basically 56 hours left, to plant a full stop, nice and steady, to complete this thought, and start the new one.
Next year, next sentence.

This New Years will be like that.
I will still wear glitter and sequins and pop something sparkling, but all this club stuff can go do one.
I'm so over it, it's not even funny.
All it does is confuse the energy and mess up your balance.
And the one thing I don't want to happen is my bubble to burst.

There's this wise man here that everyone knows, Igor Mang, and every year he writes a planetary prediction of the upcoming year.
And they are just humorous, literally, how accurate some of it is.
Like details.
Of international and national events.
So I just read parts of his prediction for 2014 which apparently will bring a widespread need for self-fulfillment and the need to "be" someone.
Really make something of yourself, follow your way.

And I mean, it's only appropriate to quote Britney here:
"So get to work, bitch."

I can really feel it, this super mega ennui at not doing enough, but not for someone else, not my family or the omnipresent society and its ideas of right and wrong, but really for myself.
I can see how much time I waste, all the time.
And it was truly necessary this year but not anymore.

This year of the Snake was my year, since I was born as one.
A year of coming home, physically, geographically and mentally-spiritually.
24 and the Snake and the end of some cyclical movements.
But now the next phase is coming and if I don't want to get caught under the stampede of my own will and power, I better act accordingly.
Restricting yourself like that is the dumbest thing, ever.
And I do some dumb sh*t, ask my friends.
But that's actually the most dumbest-est.

So no more.

So here I am, 29th of December, 2013.
A year, 3 months and 19 days after I wrote my first 6-month plan, simply because I was so lost.
Feels like an actual life-time.
Anyone who says you cannot change your character and Fate and all that, right - sorry, not sorry, but I absolutely disagree.
To the thousandth degree.
All you need is a wish, a want to change something and the rest is all a blank page.
Do, change, want, develop, see, listen, grow, shift, morph, concrete to water.
Do
What
You
Want

The only prerequisite is a wish.
A wish for change and a wish for Something Else.
Well well well, what a year this has been.

I think I'll write a little something of this year tomorrow and 31st as well.
But this will do for now.

If I could give you something, I'd give you and myself the Courage to do the thing we see and sense as the right thing.
For us, ourselves, and only ourselves.
After all -
Make sure you can swim first, then go save humanity.

As always, love to alllllll of you.
Yours truly.
M.


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