Back in the late 2000’s when Twitter’s Fail Whale was still a frequent and inevitable sighting, I used to read a blog called “How to Avoid the Bummer Life”. It was written by Stevil Knevil of Swobo bikes and centered around mountain biking, beer, mustaches, and generally living a good, laid back life with friends while covered in mud from coasting down some sweet single track. I used to do a lot of biking in the late 2000’s, spent a lot of time on fire roads and beach bike paths, and can confirm that mustaches were “a thing”.
My daughter just reached the age where she wants to do my makeup and look in my jewelry box. I blame her recent Venus return. As we go through my small collection of rings, bracelets, and necklaces, the conversation is like this...
Sometime in early January, I participated in a wonderful guided meditation. At a certain point in it, there was a pause to receive messages from your Ancestors. I remember leaning in to hear them speak, eager for any wisdom they may have for me. The one word I got from them was, “Run”.
On Tuesday, I had the urge to start something. An idea for a new project was reawakened, and the urge to act on it was undeniable, even though the space weather was terrible.
Back in mid-February I was excited to start a Wealth Magic course, then the Ancestors popped in.
So, I figure - when the head isn't working, try the hands.