Angels woke me up at 3:33 this morning. I rolled my eyes and then rolled back to sleep. Then at 4:44, I was woken up again. What’s up, man? I picked a card from the deck, with a naggy feeling that it’s something about me high and dry in writing. Bingo, it was Archangel Gabriel! Haven’t spoken to her in ages, even her magic bottle is looking a little murky when babyboo brought me to it.
Oliver is my little angel here who still highlights messages to me when I’m caught up in my own earthly world. He is pretty grown up now, he’s three! When I got back, he had so much to tell me. Brought me to my room to show me my things and went on and on with his stories. Come to think of it, even when he was younger, similar situations arose each time I am back from my travels, except that he was not so articulate with words then. So for some reason, he made me shake my bottle of Gabriel, which I then noticed its murkiness while I was away. Strange, I was writing a lot more in Half Moon Bay. Words flow, thoughts flow, emotions flow, maybe there was more water all around, and maybe I was watching the moon and the stars and the skies and the woods and all of mother nature, even while I sat lazily on the sofa.
Ah-ha. Maybe I am meant to write about myself, or rather my self-discovery, all over again. For some reason, I have been very drawn to reading about astrology these days and my latest discovery is that I am not merely an Aries! Aries is my sun sign, but we have many other different planets ruling different aspects of us. I am a venus in taurus too, which brought me to discover why I am so fascinated with wind chimes. And comfort! I can tick off everything on the list of these traits, for example “they love to lounge around, doing nothing.” haha! “Let them spend their days lounging on your sofa and they may fall head over heels in love with you.” Hahaha! It’s definitely not me being lazy :).
I miss the sofa already.