Fall Seven, Rise Eight
Sitting on the floor of the rink in a lot of pain with a big smile on my face, I realized why I had gotten this ping to go roller skating. It's because I had fallen down in life and had to get back up. This was just the literal version of the existential pain I was going through. A physical injury for my metaphysical pain.
Hallelujah, I'm free.
I realized that my uncontrollable crying was actually healing – part of the attunement is that memories or emotions come back up to be processed and healed. One woman recommended that the book "Rise Sister Rise" might be a sweet treat for me at this time. I have a thing where I will get any book anyone recommends to me because part of how Spirit works through me is through book recommendations (yes, I am that much of a bookworm).
Moving forward one step at a time
I had a moment of reckoning at 3am on Sunday morning. I'd gone out to dinner with a close friend and then we went to get a little mezcal at a bar on Polk Street. I came home and had a piece of cannabis chocolate to help me go to bed. I fell asleep but woke up at a witching hour feeling crazy. Angry at myself for turning to vices as a coping mechanism for my grief and sorrow.
The rise of the soul-o-preneur
The entrepreneurial journey is a spiritual Journey. It might not start this way. It could be that you're going about your life when something gnaws at you. You begin to see that something is missing in the world — it's a void that only you seem to be able see. And then you realize that it’s yours to fill and that you are the one you've been waiting for all this time.