spiritual

Okay, Hi, me again.
I’ve been having some realizations,
Some more ah ha moments since I’ve been back,
that I wanted to share.

As great as it is to be back on two feet,
And back in my own bed at night!
I have to say, I’ve felt very “out of it” since I’ve been back,
ungrounded, oddly enough, and unsure how to operate back in my world.
Like my energy has changed and my brain and body have yet to catch up.
Kind of an energetic “jet lag” .

So I went inside, as I usually do, and got some interesting feedback.

Those of us that are sensitives, that move and feel energy,
have to expect that they will run a lot of energy as they move from place to place on the planet.
Sometimes we will even be ” called” to a certain city or country for that very reason.
Although, if you’re like me, you think it’s just for the food, or the shopping, or the fun of it.

It seems that as I rode thru those nine states, all those small towns and cites, I was loosening and mixing the energy.
Like running my hands thru swirls of different color paints, blending to form a new color.
leaving a new energy “wake” behind
And changing the energy signature.

As I thought about that, it made a lot of sense.
Since I was so open and un encumbered, just enjoying the sights and smells on the back of the bike, I was like an open channel and I’d tune into the vibe.

I would ride thru a small town in Utah, on a Sunday, and I could FEEL
The energy of the place.
The streets were deserted, everything was closed, it resembled a ghost town.
And the energy said “if you’re not from here…keep riding”
“Do not stop.”
And we didn’t.

Another town would have lots of flowers and the smell of cut grass,
And I would just have a smile as we rode along.

Even the plains had different energy.
We rode thru several Indian reservations, and the energy felt thick and heavy, like an invisible blanket.
Often I didn’t even know it was a reservation until later in the day.
And it always seemed to rain the hardest in those places.
Like a physical manifestation of the “Trail of Tears”.

As you know I had my own ” Trail of Tears” and by no coincidence it was 
in those heavy places.
I think my body just needed to move that stuff OUT!

The moral of this story …for me, is that as unaware in the moment
As I can be, as most of us can be,
We are constantly picking up energy from people and even places,
and running it through our own bodies.
Some of this movement serves the planet, and some 
just mixes the molecules up a bit for the next guy. 😉
So pay attention.

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Un tying The Knots
You all have “knots” in your lives.
Things, behaviors or situations that impede the flow.
Some are old and have become quite large and tight.
They have been added to and pulled tighter over the years.

Approach these knots with ease and understanding.
They are there for a reason, and the first ones were tied long ago.

These knots can be 
your weight,
Vulnerability,
Your money,
Relationship issues,
Trouble with authority,
Self worth.
Etc,
You fill in the blanks.

The first hiccup you had with any of these issues,
Through the early years of your life,
You tied a “knot” in your energy,
It felt like judgement or shame,
And it slowed you down.

Each time a situation felt the same,
The knot would get bigger,
Until now, it feels like you have giant speed bumps
That keep you from gaining any momentum in life.

Fear pulls them tighter,
So does worry.
So don’t go there!

Just as you can’t muscle the knots out of a chain or rope,
the same applies here.
Be gentle,
Turn it over and around and gain understanding
of how to best approach it.

Relax and breathe into the knots and they come up.
Realize that continuing your same behavior only pulls them tighter.
If you want your life to flow, unimpeded, with ease and purpose,
You must tackle these pesky knots!

Cry Baby!

Let me start out by saying that I never write these posts.
At least not the everyday, regular me that you would meet at the supermarket.
I let “them” write the posts.
“they” are much more profound than I am, and what they write is well articulated in the first and only draft.
And I like the anonymity.

I don’t fancy myself a writer, never have.
I’m not one of those girls who’s written her feelings in a journal
or confessed to a diary every night.
Nope, just not me.

But during this 4500+ mile motorcycle journey I started experiencing something unusual …for me, and I thought it would be helpful to share it.

I’ve ridden many,many miles on the back of our BMW GS adventurer.
All over the world.
But for some reason on this trip I found myself crying…a lot!
And I’m NOT a crier. If you asked me the last time I cried before this,
I’d be hard pressed to remember.

These tears did not come elegantly, like that one perfect drop down the cheek.
Nope, my crying was loud, and sloppy, with big gasps for air, and long whaaaaaaaaaaa’s.
Just like a little girl.
You know how children are easy to cry?
I was easy to cry.
And no one was more surprise than me!

I cried from exhaustion,
I cried from aches and pains,
I cried when my helmet wouldn’t come off and I had to pee,
I cried when I was terrified,
I cried when I was blissful,
I cried when the weather was cruel,
I cried from the beauty of the Redwoods
Or the ocean,
Or coffee.
You think I’m kidding,
I’m not!

After a particularly scary incident on the plains of Montana, in the pouring rain, that scared me so much I “movie screamed ”
( like those screams from slasher movies, which I didn’t know I could do, and made me cough for hours afterword)
I cried hysterically,
big boo hoo hoo’s for 10 miles!
While my husband patted my leg and tried to get us past the storm.
10 miles!!! About 10 minutes straight!!
I’ve never done that!

My point in sharing this is this:
I became raw.
I was raw from riding so long,
I was raw from trusting someone else with my life…..my LIFE!
And it allowed me to let my guard down enough to cry,
Which for me is quite something.
After almost 17 days of crying,
I feel renewed somehow,
And I’m guessing I needed the release 😉
Xox

~Janet~

* Janet is currently on a 4500 mile motorcycle trip.

Early in a journey, you have wide open eyes
That survey the scenery and scan the horizon.

As that journey progresses, fatigue starts to set in,
And at times all you can think about is getting to your destination.
You fail to even look at the sights around you,
Focused instead straight ahead.

That is a handy analogy for life.

You all have your sites set on a particular goal,
A destination,
But as the fatigue of “life” starts to drag you down,
You loose out on all the beauty and wonder and miracles
that are right beside you.
And you overlook any signs along the way that are there 
to ease the tediousness.

When on this ride, Janet starts to get tired and zone out,
She misses the wildlife, the waterfalls, the spectacular
Clouds and rainbows that are all around her.

Then she gets to her destination and realizes…so what!
“I’m here!
And in conversation after some rest, realizes what she missed.

Don’t let that happen with the bigger palette of your life.
Don’t zone out and miss what is all around you.
Enjoy the journey as much as the destinations,
For once your are “there” 
You’ll wish you were on the road again!