The art of manifesting
I’m about to start working with my Tarot deck, choosing which energies I want to work on down the road. My guess is (I haven’t started yet) that I’ll choose the Empress, the Fool, the.. oh, what’s his name – the one who points his hands upwards and downwards – and quite possibly, also the Priestess.
One of the reasons for this is because I want to get better at the art of manifesting. I suck at manifesting. I’m not sure why I suck at it, or where it goes wrong, but I seem incapable to create my greatest wishes for myself.
But I just had an interesting insight. I was thinking about the hands directed upwards and downwards, and I realized that my body really is no more than a vessel for my soul, and I only have it because I need something to act through. It’s almost like magic, that one.
Sometimes, I do find a wider meaning in specific words that’s meant only one thing before. Vessel (as in the body being one) being one of those words. Before, I thought of it as a vessel in which I am very physical, very real. But now, I can understand that my body is only the dress (or the meat-suit, as they say in the tv-series Supernatural).
And as such – vessel, meat-suit, whatever one chooses to call ones body, it should be possible to re-direct everything on the other side, to manifest in the physical reality.
I think I should spend some time diving into this. I’m going to look at my Tarot deck and find what I think may be helpful to focus on. I’m quite sure I’ll have some more realizations, I usually do. And hopefully, I’ll learn how to manifest what I want – properly.
Because while I am very happy that I have a home, I still want to live differently. I want to have a life that covers all of me, not where I feel I need to oppress or put certain sides of myself aside, somewhat constantly waiting for better days. I think I’m worthy to have a full life.
I’ll get back here with the result of my Tarot ponderings, and whatever I plan to do next. We’ll see how long it takes – am in the middle of radiation now, thus very tired. But this is really important, so I may choose to prioritize this.
I really like it when I get these little insights/realizations that could actually lead somewhere, if I take care of them. And one thing that I’ve learned through this chemo journey is to care for myself, to listen to what both body and mind has to say. ♥