*Taps toes and whistles a ditty, looks at my watch, scratches my butt… Looks around* Are they gone? Good! And good riddance! Gods know I have enough negativity to go around without others adding to it.
Oh! Yeah, that’s another thing about me… I’m a proud pagan! And if you haven’t noticed, I’m a bit of a smartass. :D
If you’re still reading this, and have come here with an open mind and an open heart, congratulations!! You guys are in for a treat!
By now, I’m sure you guys have noticed that this introduction has been a bit on the negative side. Yeah… I agree… it has been. Let’s just say, I’m ‘exercising my demons’ or, as I like to call it, ‘packing them away’.
So, why have I started this blog and invited some of you to come and read what I have to say? Well, because this last six weeks of Mercury being in Retrograde has literally kicked my ass! HARD! Ugh!
The first couple of weeks, I was doing good to remember my own name! (hides the ‘My Name Is:’ stickers) Then, in discussing some things with my mother, who is one of my absolute best friends, I came to some stark realizations and for the second time in my life, an epiphany that knocked me for a loop. These left me feeling quite heartbroken for several days. I was starting to get on my own nerves with my spontaneous waterworks and tear soaked face. But, in retrospect, this Mercury Retrograde has been very introspective and beneficial for me.
It brought back A LOT of ‘baggage’ that I thought I’d buried a LONG time ago and lost the map to that hidden ‘treasure’. But in going through that baggage, I remembered something that I seemed to have forgotten; about 15 years ago, one of my spirit guides came to me in a vision/dream during a very difficult time. By comparison to my 6ft height, he was a short Chinese man, with a quirky smirk, a similar sense of sarcasm and humor. He reminded me to just breathe and let go. He gave me some very sage advice in that vision. When I awoke, I seemed to have filed it under ‘D’ for “Different Dreams” (which is what I call the ‘dreams’ that are clear and vivid and occasionally ‘prophetic’—though I’m no prophet by far)
As the day went on, my eldest daughter, who was about 8 or so, and playing in the living room; the television was on either the History Channel or the Biography Channel, one of the two, it was only on for background noise. That afternoon, I was in the kitchen getting ready to start dinner and was talking to my mother who was sitting at the table with her back to the living room going through a box of old pictures, looking for a picture of her late father. I don’t remember exactly what I was telling my mother, but I kept making these hand gestures that I’d never made before. My mother stopped me mid-sentence and asked, “What’s with the hand gestures?” I looked at my hands and chuckled and I said, “I have absolutely no idea where they came from. None!” I walked over to the sink in the kitchen and at that moment, something a man said on the television stopped me dead in my tracks. “Empty your mind…” he said. “Be formless, shapeless, like water.” I immediately turned and looked at the television and the man speaking was the legendary Bruce Lee. I stopped everything I was doing, turned off the stove and running water in the sink and I went to the living room in a hurry! What was on TV at the moment was a 1971 Bruce Lee interview with Pierre Berton.
Now, you’ve got to be asking yourself, “Okay, Jenna. Why did this suddenly stop you in your tacks?” You aren’t going to believe me, but that’s ok… I don’t need you to believe in me, so I’m going to tell you anyway.
Because the spirit guide from the ‘dream’ I had, that gave me some very sage advice, was Bruce Lee, and that sage advice was the words he was speaking on the screen at that very moment. Oh, and the hand gestures… they were his. They seemed to have attached to me and I carried them out of the dream with me. Not the first time that’s happened, and I’m sure it won’t be the last.
So, how else would I have known that the man in my ‘dream’ with the sage advice was Bruce Lee? Furthermore, picking up his mannerisms when speaking, and how would I have known that exact quote? I cannot answer that for myself, let alone for you. The only conclusion that I could come to is that Bruce was a spirit guide to me. One who came to teach me how to cope with what was going on in my life at that time that I was having a hard time coping with. Did he help me? Yes, he surely did… but not as much as I think he’d have liked to.
Please check out the finale, part 3. :)
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