In the first week of my journey I experienced a very heightened emotional state. The reality of my circumstances was settling on me; my transformation had begun. I reconnected with an "old flame" and we came to terms with our roles in each others lives. Our relationship was transformed as we experienced a 'reintroduction' of a sort. It was an intensely contemplative experience, his presence in my life. And such profound timing. It also so happens that a very dear friend of mine and her beloved were experiencing severe difficulties in their union and I feel that I was in the right place at the right time to support them, as individuals and as one embodiment of Love. In conversation, my friend asked if I had ever considered myself to be an energy healer. It was not something that had ever occurred to me. Upon reflection, I realize just how many people have suggested just that, that I have helped heal them in some way. My nature alone was such a positive influence that my role in their lives actually helped transform them. I believe I am humble enough to learn something new about myself and I accept this. I'm a spiritual servant. My power is my emotional intelligence and my ability to project such a fiery and complex level of awareness.
The second week of my journey was dedicated entirely to my best friend who now resides in Baltimore. I could tell you that he's a ginger, dating a ginger and leave the fire metaphor open to interpretation... I think you get it. Instead, the physical element of fire was a very specific theme during my visit. They have transformed their home into what could truly best be described as a hookah den. There was an almost constant presence of flame and embers during my stay. Additionally, I believe that much of what bonded us was our simultaneous immersion into the world of the fire and flow arts. We were introduced together; we trained and studied together. Though our methods are different, our transformations were simultaneous. So fire indeed bonded us, both then and most recently during my visit.
This last week has been a literal trip. My mind has been reeling with divine affirmations about this whole journey thus far. My first night here in Philly, I encountered a homeless man in Rittenhouse Park who decided to gift me with an oracle deck called Divine Guidance. The imagery on the cards isn't character based, they are numbered cards each with a different demonstration of fractal art. He told me I was meant to have them, that they would do right by me. I was initially just curious to see if the deck was complete. Riding home in the car that night I decided to put the cards in numerical order and made a truly incredible discovery. The deck was only short one card, #35. 3 and 5, my sacred numbers. I freaked out a little... I later learned which card #35 represented: Celebration. And I can not put it any differently so I will just quote the card description for you:
CELEBRATION
It is time to take off your work hat and let your hair down. It's time to go have fun! Sing, dance, play and be wild-really let yourself loose. Let go off the stresses of your daily life for just a little while and get out and enjoy yourself like you used to before you grew up. Your heart needs this, your mind needs this, and most importantly, your spirit needs this. Get out there and celebrate life, celebrate pleasure and celebrate being YOU!
My mind was blown. YES! Divine affirmations could not be more obvious, I would not be reading that had card #35 not been missing from the deck, had I not been in the park, had I not been on this journey! Was the homeless man a prophet of enlightenment?! Was he a messenger from the universe? How could this be so perfect and not be a sign?! I'm still wrapping my head around this but I take it as affirmation that I am connected; I am in tune with my natural frequencies. I am on the right plane of existence, right now. I am so fucking high on life!!!
My guide for this leg of my journey turned out to be a character named Echo. Echo's passion is fire massage, a technique that he developed after years of involvement in the kink scene. He has taken edge sensory play and turned it in a technique that I can only describe as a hybrid of contact fire and hot stone massage. He constructs his own torches and performs an application of fire to the skin that is unusual and incredibly relaxing. His movements were rhythmical, the heat so calming that I felt more malleable and vibrant afterwards.
Fire. It is so many things. Each week I've experienced the manifestation of fire in a form... passionately, elementally and transformationally. I have never felt more divine.
The second week of my journey was dedicated entirely to my best friend who now resides in Baltimore. I could tell you that he's a ginger, dating a ginger and leave the fire metaphor open to interpretation... I think you get it. Instead, the physical element of fire was a very specific theme during my visit. They have transformed their home into what could truly best be described as a hookah den. There was an almost constant presence of flame and embers during my stay. Additionally, I believe that much of what bonded us was our simultaneous immersion into the world of the fire and flow arts. We were introduced together; we trained and studied together. Though our methods are different, our transformations were simultaneous. So fire indeed bonded us, both then and most recently during my visit.
This last week has been a literal trip. My mind has been reeling with divine affirmations about this whole journey thus far. My first night here in Philly, I encountered a homeless man in Rittenhouse Park who decided to gift me with an oracle deck called Divine Guidance. The imagery on the cards isn't character based, they are numbered cards each with a different demonstration of fractal art. He told me I was meant to have them, that they would do right by me. I was initially just curious to see if the deck was complete. Riding home in the car that night I decided to put the cards in numerical order and made a truly incredible discovery. The deck was only short one card, #35. 3 and 5, my sacred numbers. I freaked out a little... I later learned which card #35 represented: Celebration. And I can not put it any differently so I will just quote the card description for you:
It is time to take off your work hat and let your hair down. It's time to go have fun! Sing, dance, play and be wild-really let yourself loose. Let go off the stresses of your daily life for just a little while and get out and enjoy yourself like you used to before you grew up. Your heart needs this, your mind needs this, and most importantly, your spirit needs this. Get out there and celebrate life, celebrate pleasure and celebrate being YOU!
My mind was blown. YES! Divine affirmations could not be more obvious, I would not be reading that had card #35 not been missing from the deck, had I not been in the park, had I not been on this journey! Was the homeless man a prophet of enlightenment?! Was he a messenger from the universe? How could this be so perfect and not be a sign?! I'm still wrapping my head around this but I take it as affirmation that I am connected; I am in tune with my natural frequencies. I am on the right plane of existence, right now. I am so fucking high on life!!!
My guide for this leg of my journey turned out to be a character named Echo. Echo's passion is fire massage, a technique that he developed after years of involvement in the kink scene. He has taken edge sensory play and turned it in a technique that I can only describe as a hybrid of contact fire and hot stone massage. He constructs his own torches and performs an application of fire to the skin that is unusual and incredibly relaxing. His movements were rhythmical, the heat so calming that I felt more malleable and vibrant afterwards.
Fire. It is so many things. Each week I've experienced the manifestation of fire in a form... passionately, elementally and transformationally. I have never felt more divine.
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