Today I feel quiet; it’s a solitary and reflective day for me. I just want the cosiest clothing possible, to be warm and snuggle up with my laptop writing stories, doing tarot readings, playing with my crystals and reading some books.
Though I feel like being kind of social, I just really want a quiet day.
I really miss having a wandering pet in the house like a dog or a cat, because I could do with fur baby snuggles right now too and I really miss my border collie Candy who used to lie on my feet whenever I was reading, because she kept my feet warm in the winter, whilst bill my shih Tzu kept my abdomen or lap warm and his sister Beau to my side.
I often sat in piles of dogs or other fur babies, it was quite normal for me.
As much as I miss her I don’t miss her habits, Turquoise my tortoiseshell cat, she could never get close to me thanks to the dogs, so her only option was to sit behind the back of the sofa I was on and half lie on my head whilst I read. Kind of itched a bit as she made my head too warm!
I miss the occasional tweet from my budgies too and the sofa suddenly moving like an earthquake because Amy the Irish Wolfhound has decided to hide behind my sofa right now, disturbing the whole pile of animals around me as she blunders her way behind the sofa to hide again, only for her to re-emerge sticking her wet slimy nose into my ear for a tickle almost immediately.
I miss them all.
But today is a cotton and cotton lace kind of day, with fleecy socks and blankets or shawls; light colours for me, like white, pale yellow or cream, maybe a smattering of oatmeal or coffee, but only very small amounts.
It would be too cold to go out in what I want to wear today, unless I took an oversized oatmeal or banana yellow fleecy shawl or poncho with me.
Today however, is a day where I just want to be home. I’d like some company, but quiet, tranquil company. It’s a reflective day after all and a day of words for me.
I have done a lot of writing today, but not towards a novel. I have done a lot of words towards blog posts and therapy essays I am doing for myself, as I am trying to heal some major emotional wounds.
Spiritual energy is quiet today, it’s like there is a major focus on me, to give me lightness, give me energy, sending healing my way.
I thank whoever it is doing that.
I certainly feel a lot of inner calm today, like someone has given me Valium or something.
My spirits have tried their best to encourage me to sleep a lot over the past few days, but I haven’t been listening, only for me to nap suddenly whenever I get comfortable. Henry got afraid yesterday as I fell asleep twice and I wasn’t even tired, but I told him it’s OK.
My spirits told me, “you are not a butterfly yet; you are still a caterpillar and it’s time to get your sleep, because your transformation is very near”.
I suppose it explains why I am fat, then, I am a caterpillar.
I am fighting against their advice though; life is too short to be a sleepy head.
But they insist, I should sleep as much as possible until the second week of November, because after that, I won’t have a chance – things will move too quickly in my life and I may not have the energy to keep up with it, and I must keep up with it!
It’s a strange thing.
But there you go.
Thanks for reading…