Category: Stream of Thought

The worry that someday they might also become a threat.

Getting into the swing of things, chasing down the details, and networking for marketing.

Hey, I know this!

Just hadn’t done it in the health field since the 90’s!

My husband won’t be coming home.

A cup of warmed up, organic, canned peas, and maybe some glove box, left over gluten-free crackers – if I’m lucky.

$150 left =

2 used car tires

100 business cards

Dog pain prescription

I need to diversify to ensure stable income.

Climbing up the face of reality, ascending to prove I am capable and willing to myself and whomever can see me.

I see it easily in others, but have difficulty measuring my own because I don’t look like the standard mode.

Never an easy blow to take.

Vision distortion from pressure on my brain’s balance regulator disrupts perception – magnified by scattering thought patterns.

Short-term memory is impacted.

People take drugs for this sensation – while I push hard against it to keep my marketing and functioning moving forward.

Give me a break, already.

Grrr!

Telling myself that I will go out and buy alcoholic apple cider from that lovely, back-lit wine display actually mitigated hindbrain’s hammering.

Just knowing there could be an “out” for me to disrupt this overstimulation is apparently half of the battle!

Just give me a full-bodied, mellow apple cider alcoholic drink, and I’ll make that roast with vegies – and call it A Sunday!

Enough said.

When survival is a daily struggle, there is no calm to change behaviors.

There is no consistency to implement new patterns.

There is no funding for a selective diet – no brain capacity to keep yammering hunger quiet.

There is no access to support of a trainer.

No one will be there without a retainer.

Embarassment is high as you return products that don’t work when you still need that money.

When survival depends on readapting, it’s near impossible to improve bodily functioning.

Contradistinction

I am not The Source of Truth, but sometimes, it speaks to me.

If fear is an illusion created by man, its purpose is pure manipulation.

Today’s sessions went quite well, in my opinion: lovely people and good vibes exchanged!

I came away with some good money, too – but was afraid to spend it.

I spent it anyway on things we needed, but felt this clinging desperation.

It’s an indicator of how my spirit is still confined.

Having only the critters inside (including humans) and the plants outside to care for makes daily functioning less complicated.

Having all that extra removed from caretakingg sheep, chickens, and my parents’ property cuts in half the complex pressure I was under.

Add to this that now we live where we can market our skills and interact with receptive community, and this becomes bonus levity – making the world again seem bright and approachable!

Small business support agencies typically want to see a businiss owner’s business plan and marketing strategy.

If I wrote how I function into a plan of action, it would be incorrect – and boring.

I adapt daily to what seems the most pressing to keep momentum going, and word-of-mouth generating.

The details get sorted out as the hours fly by.

My good intentions and efforts – demolished by life’s highway.

I’ll be double checking I am cleared tomorrow morning between preparing and going into session.

I want to be sure this dizziness and pressure affecting visual orientation is only sinuses drying per usual cycle of healing.

I dislike this ending phase from having a nasty cold – especially when it adds to cascading directions created upon moving and renegotiating everything..

I have my first independent client tomorrow – woot!

If I stopped attempting to do the things I need to and at least carve out a smidgeon of what I enjoy despite hardships and lack of income, I never would have risen to any of my capacity!

From “It’s all on me” to “it’s offered to me.”

Exercising my own resistance and issues dissolves internal blockages.

I welcome the rain now, for it no longer means desperation and struggle – but replenishment of our water tables.

I used to doubt myself alot.

It’s hard to unlearn old messaging when you see people marching to it, as if it’s “the way of things.”

But by now, I’ve gone through the whole try-employment-then-return-to-independent-contracting cycles – after repeatedly getting hurt.

i will just skip that first part, this time – and get to the punch line.

The way I ensure fairness for myself, and for others, is if I’m behind the wheel.

I have decided to go into business for myself, now that I’m in a culture that is receptive.

“I wanted to be the one, there for you.”

Everyone loves them – except antagonists.

Native Australian Abiorigine practices.

It might not rely on technology, but rather, a state of being.

Where some of the Elite felt justified in outpacing humanity.

Is it tribal memory – or a future’s warning?

Though it may revolutionize how we use money, it will not be as accessible to the poor, or those denied technology – which will create a greater gap between the rich, and those who are struggling for survival.

Do not tell me that “collateral damage” is still an option for “the greater good” of “many.”

No matter cramming pathology and anatomy data terminology, it still comes down to asking the muscles directly to tell me what they need.

Even though the bank accounts are empty, again, at least the bills that were due this week have been managed.

Knowing the competency levels of the people around you and on your team – whether professionally or personally – and knowing their tendencies can (and will) back you up when their support is needed.

Dumping into raggedly overstimmed system, it causes reactions to stress as if an allergen.

Is it naive for me to want to join ranks with others who care?

Is it foolish for me to desire to “belong” somewhere?

Perhaps I could also move into independent tutoring, now that I’m in a location where this is possible.

When one can no longer feel nor believe there is good in the world, or that things will work out for the better, they must proceed forward on blind faith – despite lack of positive feedback.

This day’s efforts’ reward.

There was no finer notch to add to his belt than a woman who did not need him.

On the way to the interview today, I witnessed a pair of huge eagles high above the freeway and nearby fields.

They were dark at distance, and sunlight filtering through their tails shone bright red.

I looked up the types we have here, but the closest match I could find were Golden Eagles.

Birds can often migrate through areas claiming to not contain them.

So, it’s a mystery as to the type this mated pair were.

All I know is they were strong, elegant, and composed as they navigated air currents – regal.

I took it as a good sign for my venture.

1113, 1121, 1131, 220, 221, 222, 230, 1022, 1133, 1200, 1202, 202, 211, 212, 245, 300, 303, 312, 313, 314, 336…

Numbers: Flights of fancy subconscious data collection patterning.

Life is not only this, but what we fashion out of it into a new, glorious transcendence.

Prevents one from having to act on their self’s behalf. Pretty good strategy – if you want to stagnate and go nowhere.

Part of my creative evolution is just happening upon next stages where something new is presented to me for learning.

I have an interview today, and two tomorrow.

Come, ride along with me as I open my sails to catch Winds of Prosperity, seeking “safe haven” islands.