Meek Mischief

 I sought spirits at the place where I work. And the first one I got wouldn't tell me her name. I'm just calling her Meek Mischief for she had a meek manner until she tried something. She was curled up in darkness. Even so, she lunged in with an open mouth as if trying to take a bite out of me. But my sentinel guide stood in the way. Then I realized something. It wasn't me she was lunging at, it was my light.

You see, I had just done my affirmations and in them, I summon God's love and light, as is my habit. Meek was attracted to it. I then thought of the light, the light portal to the source, or God, and it appeared. Meek looked at it and gravitated towards it ever so slowly.

I told Meek that it's where heaven is, as well as love and family. And she kept on going more encouraged but still slowly. I asked her why she hadn't gone to the light before. She started to say but then hesitated. I decided to wait. When she was about to enter the light and seemed more enthusiastic, I asked her again why she hadn't gone towards the light earlier. This time she answered and said that she felt unworthy for things she had done. Then I felt her go into the light with much joy.

How much can our perception of ourselves can bog us down? Meek Mischief hung around in darkness and self-condemnation.

People have reported to me of spirits in my workplace. I think I'll look for some another day.

Artist Writer, Soul Bleeder

As an artist writer I'm very much aware of the cost to me.  Artists put their soul into their work.  It really doesn't matter what the medium is, pencil & paper, ink & pen, clay, artifacts, chalk, buildings...etc...etc, its all a soul expression.  This leaves the artist vulnerable.  They react with emotion at the smallest complement or critique.  It would seem wise to figure out a way to protect oneself from this vulnerability being treaded upon.

I have a friend who has been a writer since childhood.  She was a prodigy in her time.  Yet over the years it has cost her.  It has cost her to the point where she does not want to write.  She shouldn't write if she sees it as a form of past abuse.

Brittany Spears, Lindsay Lohan, Robert Downey Jr., to name a couple, have paid the price of their soul being abused.  Celebrities have long turned to alcohol, drugs, sex addiction and a myriad of other things because their souls were being trampled on.  Schedules, demands, and other pressures kill off the artist a little bit at a time.

Balance is the key.  A soul needs balance.  Balance with rest and balance with work is a must.  When under pressure, the artist often feels frustrated, depressed, etc.  Recreation can help and also meditation.  Getting grounded, feeling renewed is the goal.  Some artists best work is done when they were alone.  Their thoughts come together and they can concentrate.

Everyone learns and think differently.  Find what works for you.  And be aware that it may change over time.