Forward Intuition

At the start of the year, when I was meandering though the sales I decided to buy a new quilt cover for winter. This very ordinary purchase was driven by my intuition. I know this because logically I could’ve made do with the quilt cover I had, it was only a few years old, and nothing wrong with it. So with a tempting discount on the price, I decided to once and for all to clear away the old and bring in the new. At the time it was all very straight forward, and a forgettable event.

Until now.

I’ve just put my winter quilt on my bed with the new cover.

Straight away I felt uplifted and happy.

It was as if my January-self knew that my June-self was going to be in need of a ‘pick-me-up’ and had arranged this to happen through the purchase of a cheap, ordinary quilt.

Forward intuition on my behalf.

And a message from my January-self?

To consider symbology, the quilt has butterflies on it. With a newborn baby, my life has been transformed and is taking on a new set of wings. And I’m now in a one cycle in numerology terms. New beginnings are starting and its apt the butterfly is here to remind me of this.

All thanks to my January-self finding her intuition and buying a new quilt cover (while ignoring the logical reasoning not to).

I look forward to seeing more forward intuition in my life!

Lilliana

Love Letter to Myself

I’ve made it back to the local markets for some letter writing to myself and some food shopping for Christmas 🎄I’m feeling organised for Christmas, but I’m sure there’s something I’ve forgotten to do! Fortunately I have a few days to remember before Christmas.

Writing love letters isn’t easy, and it’s not something I’ve done much in my life, especially to myself. But it was a fun exercise to do and challenging. It was an effort to sit and write what I love about me, without letting my logical mind edit before the words were written. It was slow going. The words didn’t flow at times. But I persisted and wrote a love letter to myself. At the end of the letter, I felt more in tune with myself, more at peace, and I’m sure this is something I could do more often.

I look forward to reading my the letter in a year’s time! And to see if I’ve developed more wats to love myself.

Lilliana Rose 🌹

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A Thing for Journals

It could be said that you can never have too many blank journals ready to be written in but I suspect I would be an exception.

I can’t walk past a new journal – crisp untouched pages, a cute image on the front, inspiring messages scattered throughout, glitter on the cover. The blank pages call out to me wanting to be written on and I can’t refuse the call. Ideas already pop into my head demanding to be written, right then and there. It becomes almost like if I don’t buy the journal the ideas will abandon me and be lost forever. Not quite but the joy that sparks through me when looking at a new journal is delightful.

journalsStanding there in the shop holding it in my hand it becomes a conduit for my creative writing. A new potential seeds in my mind and begins to take root and its like this new journal, still yet unopened, is the fertiliser, water, soil and sun all rolled into one and the perfect balance to help this idea grow and blossom. I want to do everything possible to nurture this idea so it reaches its full potential.

When writing it’s more than sitting down churning out the words, there is also fun and play as part of my process. Buying journals is just that, it’s my fun, its my play and it’s a magical time when my imagination can open new doors because I’m not actually looking for ideas or inspiration.

I use these journal to write poetry, to journal through my thoughts or events in life, to plan stories, to write first drafts but more importantly I use these journals to play with ideas, to try new story lines to have fun exploring what I might discover if I’ve set myself a writing exercise – to have fun with words.

This is what the journals provide for me and so I cherish them, even before I’ve written in them – right then those blank pages are reminding me of my potential and what I could do on their pages if I dare.

And so I buy another journal.journal

Light and Shadow

Recently, I decided to change over the out dated light pendants in my home from the previous owner to something more my style. How hard could it be? Just find a design I like, which is also in my price range. I’m not fussy. While there are thousands of designs out there I wasn’t going to agonise, “which one am I going to buy?”

My plan was to go in, follow my heart and allow my intuition to guide me. I’d know if it’s the right light for me or not, because of a gut feeling. Even though I walked in and was slightly overwhelmed by the variety of choices I still managed to make a few decisions, made easier as I was combining a ceiling fan with a light.

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Then I hit a wall.

All because the sale assistant pointed out how I needed to take in to account the hanging length and where the shadows would fall. This stopped me in my tracks.

Shadows? But I’m buying a light, there won’t be any shadows. It wasn’t something I’d considered and it meant the pendant lights I’d fallen in love with weren’t suitable. Now, it seems obvious this is something I should’ve thought about. I was changing a frosted glass pendant for one that was solid and so would cast shadows on the ceiling, or my cupboards depending on how high I could hang it. I just hadn’t thought it through enough. Lucky the lady spoke up.

It got me thinking about how light pushes the shadows away, but there are constraints with this and while I might try to bring parts of my life out of the shadows for reflection, the area of light I bring it into may not be as large or bright as I’d have anticipated. Even in the light things aren’t what they seem and perspectives can still be overlooked or simply not seen.

I left the light shop with no pendants and my mind thinking of light and shadows, what will work and how the hell did this task get so complicated, especially when I didn’t have the time or head space for this. The task was meant to be straight forward, easy and fun and a cheaper way to make my home mine. I was rather pensive at how a simple task could be more involved and would take more energy I had planned to give. But it’s important. It comes back to light and dark. I don’t want shadows in my home, and I don’t want too much bright light, and I want beautiful pendants to feature in my rooms. I thought about the balance I wanted in my home and where I’d be comfortable for the shadows to fall so they wouldn’t hinder my lifestyle – because I came to the conclusion I’d needed some shadows so as not to be blinded by the light. I didn’t realise how symbolic changing the lights in my home would be.

I went back to the shop and again using my intuition, but with the help of a few weeks of thinking, I selected the pendants, taking into account the shadows that would be cast into the room. Because there will always be shadows in my life.

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