Well I have begun. I have opened up the crate of notes I have been hauling around the world with me for the last two and a half years, and I am attempting to review them and find some type of order and meaning to them. For quite a while now, spirit has been talking to me, teaching me many things about myself and my purpose, and asking me to write it all down. On a very consistent basis I get the reminder, “You are writing all this down, aren’t you?” to which I reply, “Yes.”
But my system of doing this has not been exactly orderly or consistent. So far, I have run across a dozen or so journals, all of which have at least a few pages of writings. Then I must have set that one down and picked up another one to write in, for the next journey had already begun. Epiphany after epiphany continued to happen in my life; to be in the middle of an experience and absorbing it is one thing, and taking time to document details is another.
I have found many loose pages of paper on which I wrote my feelings as I was experiencing them. It seems that is my favorite way to journal. Somehow, the bound journal felt too orderly and constricted to me, and for some reason I felt like what I put in there needed to be more “correct,” or a “finished” verse, when I really just wanted the freedom of scribbling down what I was feeling at the time with loose pieces. Even the journaling process taught me something about myself, and I gave myself permission to discover and utilize a system that worked for me, knowing that there is no right or wrong way to do something.
As for all the happenings, feelings, and details that did not make it to the physical page, I found myself telling myself even this was alright, as everything I have experienced is recorded in my cells, in a oneness I can connect to, whenever the time comes to access that information.
And so the time has come to begin sharing more of my journey and lessons.
The piece I choose to share first is a handwritten note with no date or significant detail to identify when it happened. But somehow this is perfect, as it could be any day, for anyone. It is a message that can always be there.
The entry went like this:
Today is the day that I begin. How is it you get to this place, you ask yourself? What has it all meant? Where am I going, and how? There comes a point when you begin to connect the dots, when the paths taken begin to mean something, when the picture starts to reveal itself. It is probably not at all what you had envisioned, but somewhere deep inside perhaps you always knew. The journey was there for a reason: for you and for the others that have traveled along with you. And the strength and comfort that comes from that realization is amazing beyond words. But once this understanding is experienced, it becomes perhaps the biggest part of you. So let it unfold. Let your life reveal its lessons. Follow your heart, as it will not lead you wrong. Find your passion, and let the energy run through you at a level that you could never have imagined. And your real life will begin.
Love and Light,
Angela Bushman
Intuitive Empowerment Coach, Lover of Life, Channel, Visionary
www.AngelaBushman.com
Are you on your journey? I would love to hear your story…..