March is such an unpredictable month for me and my family, and perhaps for others too. Do you reckon? Some people say it's because of the multiple planetary retrogrades; some argued about karmic cycle; or might be due to some unexplainable chaotic orders. While writing this in mid-April, I feel that this year so far has aged me far more than the actual calendar year. Is this part of the shedding the old self (again)? Or the inevitable push to get closer to one's truth? THIS, this is why I was so upset when I failed to book a consultation with a palm reader in a crowded tourist spot. Lolz.
So many variables; from the office new planned structures (of which my current position may no longer exist; who knew right?), our house surprising yet not entirely unpredictable event: resignation of the trusted assistant who handled most of the housework and Oliver's 7.30 to 5.00 school day, global and national crisis including the crash of stock market and so does my long term investment, simply too much.
So naturally I would lose my appetite for life. All the cells and willingness of my being seemed to be contracted, except, of course, the fat cells who loooove the cortisol ride.
But thank goodness, luckily, fortunately, I can still be timely...(which I'm really good at)...IMPULSIVE; and to be fair -not just the impulsivity- I am eternally grateful for the family: My husband, son, and parents, who are endlessly supporting me.
On being impulsive, when it hit my core, immediately in that split second, I, as if possessed, ordered roundtrip tickets and hotel room for our family's 5-night impulsive trip. See, even in the most uncertain time, my impulsive mind told me to forget about what looks like a mess and just follow the urge of break the dull cycle. So contradictory to the situation, which logically should have made me seal the jar, so impulsive, but heaven knows: so needed. During and after the trip, I found back my zest for life. The spark, the spice, the vivacity, the "joie de vivre". And somehow the "we're in this together" conspiration theory :p.
The Zest is Zesting
I can now confirm the vital need of spiritual work as a human being. The challenges happen for a reason, and should be seen as a good reason to refine oneself. To purify, to align, and to elevate. You see the evidence of me working -hard- on spirituality through my collection of wording ;).
When life gives you lemon, at least you got the zest, right? Not to mention the juice, the health benefits, the sourness, the many ways you use it for your own goodness (btw this is me still trying to convince myself to keep on zesting). My life is re-aligning and I am truly grateful for the source of energy who keeps on pushing me towards my truth, my path of miracles, becoming the witch I'm here to reveal. I am ready and willing :). Thank you for the lemons. And honey. And flowers. And all the blessings, which I most often too ignorant too count, pouring all over my whole existence.
