Life Notes: Whims:

… like catching an energetic scent, relishing in it, and letting it go with the wind. Then, the next time you smell it again the view has evolved but the signature is the same. For example, earlier this morning, I was thinking of straws and the water I drink, for some random reason while writing. The thought or mental image just popped, and I took it as a cue to take a drink from the Mason Jar stationed next to me, complete with a straw. Felt like a highlighter underlining the strings. And so, I went, along my way.

Enjoying my coffee, putting the groceries away, cleaning up the kitchen from the night before. All while listening to someone talking about the relationships that can be found in varying degrees between seemingly unrelated things. The more clear-minded, the more solution-minded we are ever becoming. Infused with the desire to be of service to the energetic blueprint handed to me, same as all other bodies I meet, if even in passing the space of a day…

An hour later maybe, I was listening to a friend speak, and while taking a break to relisten to something she said, I see in the background she’s housing, a mason jar full of water… complete with a straw… I’ve decided, a synchronic existence is the one for me…

Now, mind you, this friend is a friend in energy only, a content creator I enjoy watching and spending my time listening to, and somehow we both hold that shared string of a straw and a jar for a drinking cup… on this day, when I’d just been pinging about it with my insides on this end. Coinciding colors even… Let it mean nothing to anyone else, to me, it’s the view of the road extending, a reminder that details matter because what might seem small on the outside, can be the entire key for constructing, or unraveling a storyline revealing to me the personal answer the message was at this point in my journey.