moving the energy

2 Aug

Stuck energy. That’s what this room feels like. It’s stuffy, close, and even with a fan on the air is almost suffocating.

I tried to sleep on the pull-out but only tossed and turned. At 5 I had to get up, physically moving to push away the stuck energy around me. It’s not working.

I sit here. One finger typing on my iPhone. Feeling the stagnation. It is palpable heavy energy. Full of sadness, loneliness, and longing. This is the energy in the room of a widow, growing older, living alone and missing the days when her children were younger and her husband was still alive. She keeps busy, buying new knick knacks to fill the void. Not able to feel sadness, but i feel an overwhelming sadness in her presence.

While I’m here visiting, I will help move the energy. It will require more than a fan. I need to call in much light, love and a gentle wind.

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