Musings - reflections, truths, and things I’m still learning to say out loud
The deeper work often arrives as a whisper. Here is where I try to catch it in words.
These are the quiet pieces. The words that didn’t belong on social media.
The truths I wrote down before I even knew I was ready to share them.
They’re not polished. But they’re real.
And if they meet something inside you - you’re in the right place.
I now write more freely, more often, and more truthfully over on Substack - under the same name: Musings of a Mystic.
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Earlier Musings
(These words were written before Substack - but they still hold their own kind of truth.)
This is where I began to write in the open.
The language has shifted. I’ve shifted.
But these pieces still carry echoes of becoming - and they may meet something in you, too.
Are You In Flow?
I have a very special friend.
The one who I know will always tell me the truth, no matter what. I’m sure you’ve got one too. You know, the one you ring when you need to vent? The one who listens with compassion, murmuring ‘ah yes’ and gasping an ‘oh no’ at the perfect time?
For me, it’s when I’ve ranted all I can and the conversation lends itself to a pause so I can draw breath, that she then comes out with a spiritual gem, dripping in deep wisdom, which brings me to that ‘aha’ moment!
Seeing The Big Picture
It is very easy to believe what other people think of you. It is easier to go with the bad than to tell yourself you are worth more, you ARE more, they just can’t see it.
What I Want
…But here’s the thing: there are so many realities I’ve never dared to create because on some level, I haven’t been totally honest with myself. That avoidance and reluctance has stopped me from looking too deeply, from diving into the greater depths of possibility. It’s stopped me from giving myself permission to put my needs, wants and desires first. Because if I drag those dreams up into the light, then I might have to do something with them.
And that reluctance has come from a place of fear.