This year the end of July has already seen me leave for the sea and now I am here for a week, exactly a week!
I got to write here, too, on the blog, how there have been special days accompanied by angelic gifts from heaven, yet today I feel that "night" has fallen and I want to record it here in my magical diary!
The night is a metaphorical find to indicate the perception of some form of dark, empty which, in this case, creates a sort of discomfort initially bearable. I write at first because it could get worse if you don't take care of it. 😃.
In this week I can say that my arrival here is a great thing: surely this sea, these plants, this green vegetation that surrounds us, these angels sent by Universe with black, white and cream hair have and are creating a different scenario from what is routine and everything is taking place differently from what were my fears.
I think I feel good despite, I must admit I'm under a strong allergy attack. The weather reports high concentrations of pollen and substances in the air that do not help the well-being of the respiratory tract and in fact my nose is totally closed and irritated and discharge into my throat also inflamed that adding sister cough. The baths at sea free me for a few moments but, I cap again just put my head out.
Spray and Vicks Vaporub are not enough to generate well-being but besides this there is something in the air of this day that I feel introduced "night".
I heard it coming at night and then I took it this morning for myself.
I sensed unpositive encounters and energies even in the morning: I keep watching 🙂 And I'm trying to relax this afternoon I just started.
I take a strip of paper and start scribbled something with the pen, comes out a silhouette of a shadow of a man sitting with his head slightly up and his hands raised slightly forward as to say a "alleluia" and in the air just ahead his hands came to me to write the name "Enya".
I'm not a great artist, am I? But other than that, I think I heard that I had to and I wanted to fill out tonight that Enya's music was coming and so I did.
If the darkness comes, if the darkness comes, I try to turn on the magic. I look inside and around me for Love, around me in the air I breathe, in the cuddle of a kitten, in the stroke of an intense swim at the sea, in a walk, in a greeting, as I brush my teeth in the here and now.
I did not go swimming in the morning, I will go this afternoon and convert demons into butterflies that can fly free all around me. The flowers will bloom, those that do not give allergy (but who knows that the allergy does not come from man), the air will be light and caress the skin.
The void is there, it also wants space to exist and feel noticed and considered, not always rejected and hated. It’s been a week, there will be other surprises, there will be other moments of magic, there will be other swims and above all there will be a new morning that will go different from this.
There will be better people and meetings, there will be well-being and everything will be in a state of very pleasant intuitive tuning💓.
Thank you night of visiting me, hey empty, let’s talk a bit? Night, how can I help you, what are you looking for from me? What a beautiful light you have. Hey empty, you're deep!
I have an idea: Do you want to come with me down to the sea and how three friends will we share our joys, our ills, our fears? Together we will be strong and together we can feel the color of this moment! Together we will be less alone, together we will be able to share, listen and cuddle ... in short love!
