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Scored another one of Brian’s posts 🙂
This was a fun find on my walkabout in Salt Lake City, UT yesterday. The illusion of the flat surface, then seeing all the dimensions of the signs involved in it's composition. pic.twitter.com/iFXDIS59Xo
— Roxanne Ardary 🌺 (@RoxanneA) July 23, 2023
Striking up conversations, especially when at the campground hot tub, is sometimes how I figure out my next stop. I get a few locations in my head that I want to go, then the syncs start coming in that help me make my choice. Not always the place the mentioned, though it is on occasion. Sometimes it’s just direction to one of the places I wanted to go.
I don’t know what “oneness” means exactly. I’ve just pictured it making myself whole again. One of the first things I did was a recommendation from Brian to spend the week finding something beautiful in each and every person I meet. I did that, and let them know.
Interesting dream today. Second time it’s happened. Someone trying to cut into the dance. Problem’s resolved or resolution obtained. Not sure which, high self will figure it out.
I love my story. Even if it makes me cry sometimes. Feeling pretty sentimental at the moment.
This was pretty magical too.
It tied in the beginning of a new stage in my “journey” which was getting my voice back, the music returning, and a fun story I told. Top vs bottom, angel vs devil. Went with today’s UO post too. 🙂
Gave me the biggest smile 💝 pic.twitter.com/DqyEffPFkt
— Roxanne Ardary 🌺 (@RoxanneA) July 22, 2023
Ding ding ding went the trolley… 🙂
I think that was one of the first songs I posted. It took me most of a day to get the courage to just click the submit button.
Infinite Loops got me excited that someone saw the world the way it could be.
This one won my heart.
In this moments reflect on the moment you have.
Fortune, destiny or struggle this moment is all we can ever truly own.
Own this—moment. pic.twitter.com/J4ktkMzB4E
— Brian Roemmele (@BrianRoemmele) July 22, 2023
This post made me laugh. Back in the Ultima Online days I had two characters I’d play. Salina, she was my bluebird, the good gal. Sweetie, was my red, the player killer aka “PK”.
UO was one of the first MMORPG games. Everybody created their own storylines, banned together for common cause.
When I first made Sweetie I’d go up to my favorite hunting grounds, kill the players and take their stuff. Had a small group I ran with at times too.
Usually after enough people died, they’d band together to hunt the PKs down. I, or we on somedays, were way outnumbered. That’s when I’d put Sweetie away and bring out Salina. She’d join the hunting party to go find Sweetie.
“I saw her this way!”
The pack of 20+ would go running.Funny times. That was a great game. Many, many, fond memories. That’s were I also first met the players from the guild I joined, Undead Lords.
Always a work in progress. Loving yourself regardless. What others say or do is a reflection of them, and their mental state. Rise above.
The Queens Sync
Our higher selves communicate continuously. The hints, the clues, the connections.
“Quiet the mind and the soul will speak.”
Hard part of the experience, for me at least, is remembering that regardless of the words used the higher self speaks from the heart. The mind gets in the way, societal programming spewing the negativity. It’s a plea for help of sorts. If it triggers you, it’s an area you need to heal. Rewrite the story to something beautiful.
Do I have the answers? Probably not even close. Doesn’t matter though. I do what makes my heart happy and follow the clues. Has worked out great for me so far so no plans on changing the method. Just upgrade as I go.
Inner Child – Hide and Seek
“Kings” wrote this to take the fun away. Just for control, of course, and diminish the power of the Queens.
Matthew 7:7-8
King James Version
7 Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:8 For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.
