I don’t know about you, but all summer I’ve been feeling like one of those beach balls tossed about by seals at an aquatic show. It’s been tumultuous, to say the least. I don’t know if it’s the three eclipses we had back to back, or the extreme planetary retrograding that’s been forcing us to slow down and reassess everything. EVERYTHING. Yikes.
Hopefully your summer has been less chaotic, but it does seem like every one of my friends has been equally going through unexpected challenges and changes, so I’m guessing it hasn’t been. You have my heartfelt sympathies.
Many tears and self-doubting weeks later, I’m finally at the point where I can appreciate the blessing of being forced to slow down, take stock and change direction. But it’s been hard.
One gift left by the end of Mercury’s retrograde, however, has been the discovery of a new (for me) way of tuning into my intuition to give readings: channeled writing.
Okay, look, I know you might be thinking: you’re a writer. How did this never occur to you as a thing?
Yes. That’s true. BUT.
Somehow, channeled writing, or automatic writing, just never occurred to me as something I was capable of. Or maybe I felt like it was not as valuable as being able to just speak my messages out loud. I thought people wouldn’t want that as a service from me.
It was when I got the idea to start tuning in and writing, however, that I realized how much I’d neglected to put value into the very passion that drives my life. Or maybe it’s just easy to take for granted the need and the will to write when it forms 90% of my day, every day. Writing comes naturally to me—more naturally than speaking.
Although when I’m just the right amount of drunk, I give GREAT channeled messages. I don’t know, lack of inhibitions, maybe?
Anyway, I’ve been experimenting with channeled writing for a few weeks now and it’s honestly an amazing experience. Every part of it. It’s just like giving a reading with cards, or doing reiki…you just tune in and instantly feel calmer, more grounded, more joyful, more sure of yourself. And you can drift peacefully, almost as if your soul is hanging out on the sidelines with a drink in her hand while your fingers tap busily at whatever is coming to you, from wherever it comes.
And man, some funny stuff comes to me. I haven’t figured out yet if it’s the same sources that speak each time, or if it depends upon the nature of my questions. But whoever guides me is a fantastic counselor, giving me the comfort of the most loving mother, plus the sassy comebacks of the best friend you can call at 2AM. Zing!
I think it’s making me a more conscious writer in every field and form that I write, too. I do a lot of writing for my job. As it is professional, I’ve realized that I subconsciously categorize it as less creative than my personal writing. That is to its detriment, because it makes me forget that writing in any form is an act of artistry, no different from what our graphic designers do.
This practice of tuning in before I write has made me approach all of my writing with a sense of its divine excellence. And if you think that bringing divinity into it sounds silly when you’re writing a tagline…well, I’m pretty sure some divine excellence was at work when “Just Do It” was crafted. Our everyday work is sacred, even if we often consider it mundane.
Well, thank you, Mercury retrograde. I need to remember that you opened my eyes to this gift the next time I crack my phone screen while simultaneously pouring a cup of coffee down my front and running into the wall while turning the corner.