This is Castle Hill. I went to a 7 day shamanic retreat here about 15 years ago.
It was traumatic… the facilitator was on some power trip, the people involved were not my kinda people.
Yet amazing things happened. I finally connected with my mother who had died 20 years before. She came in loud and clear as I sat in a beautiful meadow watching, more feeling, the wind whirl through the high tops of the pine trees.
I found I could move the wind. I actually made it change direction. It only lasted a short time because I lost concentration – and then I guess – the wonder of being able to do that. I lost the ability to BE the wind. Being the wind was extraordinary!!
My mother said something that I knew would come to fruition. She said there will come a time when you will choose your words carefully because through them, you will create yourself.
That time is here . I can’t use so many words. Any words that create limitation, constraints, smallness judgement.
I love the word vulnerability. I can’t handle resilience.
This gangsta music I’m listening to is soooo on the energetic wave I’m on.
The music is all about vulnerablity. They are over fake. Fake anything. Tell the fucking truth is their raison d’etre. See my open wounds…this is me. It’s ugly…it’s truth!
I was talking to a millennial last night. His name is Aidan and he was saying…’our generation is the most woke’
I agreed. They are. They live in 360 degrees. They fall up is a way to say it. They defy logic -the limitations the previous generations held themselves within. Those walls.
They seem free and according to Aidan they are. He doesn’t understand the dark ages of 2000 and before.
They sound entitled when you first talk to them. But they have depth and are layered. They have sorted shit out and they’re not going to be shat on.
They don’t believe in obligation. You can’t lay the ‘but they expect you to attend because that’s what we do”. Millennials don’t. They are over that particular constraint.
They live life fully. Every moment. They’re all about the golden age. They see it, they believe it.
Aidan said to me…you may not believe it, but the golden age is coming. I said, I am the golden age. I’ve come.
Now who’s the millennial eh.