It’s Tuesday and I’m still trying to muster up some Heart Chakra inspiration. I’ve eaten green food. I’m currently listening to a Heart Chakra “YAM” chants and I wore green AND pink today. Why am I not feeling the quickening that I felt last week? I think this is a sign that I need some healing or alignment in this area.
Well, that’s the point of this journey…right? Now that I’ve found a weak link in the chain, so to speak, time to strengthen it. Now. Where to begin? I think that I started the process last full moon when I released a lot of energy and people from my heart. Maybe it’s time to fill it back up with someone special?
Who knows? Maybe healing my heart chakra and healing my heart are part of this identity I’ve created for myself. It’s hard to explain but I think it all begins with developing a brand-new outlook when it comes to love, romance and my expectations of both.
Maybe my heart chakra healing has nothing to do with romance at all. Maybe, I’m supposed to continue working on this alignment journey in general and love of self is the romance I seek. I don’t know, that seems kind of defeatist to me.
Personally, and I’m no guru, I think that my journey is a combination of self-love and romantic love…but I’m a Cancer. That’s how I’m made. It’s a good thing to know oneself before embarking on a love journey. I don’t fight my nature anymore. In fact, I embrace it. Trying to assimilate didn’t work before so, change is due…right?
Anyway, these musings help. I can articulate my feelings in a constructive way instead of wandering the hallways of my mind without a way to get out. Alright, Heart Chakra Week.
Let’s Get It Together.
Talk about yellow food! It’s Sunday and Solar Plexus Week has moved into Heart Chakra Week…but Mr. Albert made Ackee and Saltfish.
For those that don’t know, Ackee and Saltfish is yellow, salty and soft. He serves it with slices of fried breadfruit. Yum! It’s like traveling to Jamaica without buying a ticket. Vacation food on a regular day. Perfect.
Solar Plexus Week has been a lot like that dish. Yummy and Delightful…with a little salt for flavor. I feel so empowered! To be honest, in the past, solar plexus week wasn’t always smooth. Mainly because I didn’t really understand my solar plexus.
This time, I jumped in with both hands in front of me and learned a lot in the process. I’m more Aretha than Amy Winehouse and I love it. RESPECT for me, my worth and my decisions. I can listen to the advice of others but be true to myself. It’s a powerful thing, self-worth.
So, like I said, it’s a beautiful and sunny day in South Florida. I’m about to head out, hit the gym and possibly make some art. Yesterday, I spent the day painting an old hubcap that I found on the side of the road. It became part of my solar plexus journey.
In the words of the beautiful, bodacious Ms. Nina Simone, “It’s a new dawn. It’s a new day…and I’m feeling good.”
It’s Thursday, so I am of course at the gallery…where I love to be. Seriously, I am probably the busiest person I know without a typical job. Wait…not true. Most of my friends don’t have typical jobs. Cool! I like that about us.
We can’t always vibe together, but we aren’t in a hurry to vibe with the average joe either. Besides, the average joe kind of sucks.
That wasn’t always the case but since the advent of Trump World…people who call themselves average joes are decidedly patriarchal racists. So, there’s that…but back to me and my loving community of weirdos, artists and eccentrics.
Solar Plexus Week will make a sister focus! I mean, I don’t ever think I’ve been this truly introspective. Turning BLANKETY BLANK BLANK years old has really caused me to look outside myself for the first time. I’ve been trying to situate myself into spaces that aren’t meant for me. Now…I feel free enough to really question and analyze me. The ME I am. The ME I present. The Me I Am Becoming.
Tomorrow is only Thursday and I’ve been low-key stressed a little. I think it’s me fighting the urge to second guess myself. Hmmm…maybe, that’s not exactly. It could be inflammation from the accident, stress or both. Whatever’s happening…this here glass of rose’ should vent the heat a little.
I’ve been really proactive about focusing on my solar plexus chakra work. I watched a video by Teal Swan today and enjoyed her way of presenting the information. Informal yet knowledgeable. I did this while shopping at Wal-Mart. I don’t feel guilty about shopping there. It’s just kind of like The Grapes of Wrath. The lighting makes everything feel like it’s coated in Soylent Green.
Anyway. So, I worked out twice today. That worked out because I ate ice cream, marshmallow cookies and fried chicken.
It’s time for some lemon water to help settle all of that debauchery… but, hey. Lemons are yellow and yellow foods make Solar Plexus Chakra happy! See? Providence.
So, since it’s written I better get on making that lemon water. Like I’ve said before, this Chakra Cycle is Amazing.
Time is an illusion anyway, isn’t it? It’s Solar Plexus Week and I am Loving It. Lessons that I needed to really apply, because I kinda already learned them, have presented themselves…and it’s only Tuesday.
Manipura chakra infographic. Third, solar plexus chakra symbol description and features. Information for kundalini yoga practice
First, I learned a while back that sex without any really intimacy is a waste of time. I’ve also learned to listen and ask questions when someone offers sex to me. I don’t want to waste my time getting dirty, faking pleasure and driving home unfulfilled. I am soooo glad that I am smart enough to apply this knowledge instead of recreating tragic scenes from my 20’s. In fact, that may be the title for my next movie, “Tragic Scenes from My 20’s”. It’d be an emo-comedy/ after school special.
So, I turned down the sex. One, I knew it’d be bad because he kept saying things that didn’t sound like he’d even considered my pleasure. What gives dude? If I just wanted someone to shove a foot-long pole in me, I could do that myself…and that is not sexy to me. I feel proud of myself, too. I didn’t slink away. I actually had an empowering conversation with said dude. I let him know that what he was offering was not interesting to me in the slightest. He seemed to take it in stride. If not, I did… and if he can be selfish, I can be cavalier.
Solar Plexus work is like that, I guess. I even said to him, “The Universe got jokes,” and chuckled a little. I’m loving this chakra cycle. I feel myself growing. Who knew? I’m learning myself after all of this time.
The past couple of days have been pretty hectic. The alternator went out in my car yesterday. Good news is that I made it home with help from Na, my second mom aka mother in law. I called my brother, who was recently hit by a garbage truck while driving to work, and he said, “Call Mac.”
I don’t recall ever having met my Cousin Mac before yesterday. He’s my Mom’s cousin as well as my Cousin Biscuit’s cousin. Don’t ask. My parents are from a small town. So, my Cousin Mac is quite the car guru. He took out the alternator and is having it rebuilt. Not for free but dang near it. It’s true what they say, Blood is Thicker Than Water.
Gallery Night is tomorrow and I am so glad that I prepared my walls on Tuesday. I did not make it in today and not having to stress about getting ready was a great relief. As the old folks say, “Thank you, Jesus!”
I mean with all of the drama, I’m still grateful. I didn’t have to get a tow truck. My family was able to help me out. I met my Cousin Mac, who is hilarious by the way. My walls are pretty much ready at the gallery. Life is Good.
The Sacral Chakra is the center of creativity, sensuality and pleasure. I’m taking pleasure in the blessings and lessons. I’m learning how to take it easy when it comes to trying to date. I’m painting and creating.
Isn’t that the point?
I can tell its Sacral Chakra Week because I’ve already read two of my favorite romance novels and gotten a phone call from a guy I haven’t heard from in a while. The books were way more exciting than the call. It’s time to get me some happy!
This time around, instead of focusing on finding love, I’m focused on loving myself and getting some money! As a living artist, creating financial opportunities for myself has become paramount. Without a traditional job to fall back on, selling art and scheduling events for the gallery is my priority. Creative energy sits in the Sacral Chakra. Time to creatively build my money stacks and put out beautiful pieces of art.
In fact, it’s time to go paint!