Ask.

& you shall receive

grab your tea & journal, let’s dive in…

The moment I ask for something I’ve just affirmed it’s outside of me.

Maybe that’s why I never believed in manifestation. Always called bullshit on it. No one had ever told me that the resistance wasn’t in my belief of getting the thing I wanted, it was in the mere asking of it.

Although in that same breath, that ask is also an affirmation of the strength of my intuition & the ability to pick up on the desires already circling me.

Since the fall of 2021 I’ve been contemplating & holding an irreverent stance around cycles. This was also around the time I fell ill with a mysterious sickness that I believe was a symptom of me constantly choosing preference over pleasure.

I spent most days in bed, thinking about the power of creationism & my God identity. I never really dove head first into Manifestation because I knew it was something we did automatically. What I didn’t fully perceive was the immense lesson around the expression of our highest selves it held.

What I know now is that Manifestation isn’t a trick you pull out at a party, it’s a reminder of our inherent capabilities and unique gifts. It’s also not hard but with the conditioning we humans experience I can’t say it’s easy either.

It just is.
You know?
The middle path.
It’s a reminder that you don’t beg or worship, you command & devote.

It reminds you that you are the main character, you aren’t real, you are a reality, meant to fully expand itself into every crevice of this hologram we call life.

Seasons within Seasons

There was a specific moment in all of this rooting that stole my heart… I’m calling it the Quiet before the Quantum. It is a magical slice of time, and yet time doesn’t exist in the quantum.

If you’re looking the other way you’ll miss it.
If you’re too caught up in the longing for what you don’t have you won’t feel it.

This season within a season changed the way… me.

It blasted me, my sexuality, sensuality, & receivership wide open. It’s made love to my mind, mirrored my inherent worth & urged me to see myself as I am. It has called me to cultivate my daily pleasure practices with a deeper devotion than one would when trying to get something.

It doesn’t play the tit for tat game. Its love is not an equation, do this get that, no- it’s unconditional, unattached & not contingent upon.

Pause for a moment:
Do we even know what unconditional love is? Have we been brave enough to experience it or courageous enough to give it?
Define it for yourself.
“What does unconditional love mean to me?”
Write it down, read it aloud, go to your mirror, look at yourself & read it again.
Where do you feel it can’t enter you?

See you on the other side

xxJAS

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If you did the self inquiry practice, drop in the comments your unearthed definition of unconditional love.