Time Is A Being That Has A Thought Process and An Agenda

On the days I feel disconnected, I go outside searching for grounding. Barefoot, I soak my feet into the ground.

With closed eyes and a deep inhale, I don't know what I was expecting. On the one hand, I wanted all my questions answered, my thoughts straightened out, and to be back on course. But that's not what I felt this morning.

In search of Mother Nature to cure my soul and ease my mind, all I heard was the cars driving to work, the trucks beeping as they dug yet more neighborhoods, and the neighbor's dog barking away.

Where did my peace go?

I'm looking in the same places, but it seems my "place" went missing. So what's going on?

My place didn't go missing. It moved.

I own a log cabin in the mountains; that is my haven, my peace; it's where my soul and mind rest.

Ever since I can remember, I always knew that I would live in a cabin in the mountains somewhere. How does a soul know this at such an early age? The soul is ageless, but the body it occupies is so very young. Eventually, the two hook up and find serenity, but during that transition, there is a restlessness that is hard to ease.

Time. Time is such a weird thing! It has changed so much! If I had to describe time to someone, I would not describe it as " the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole" but as a being. Time is being that has a thought process and an agenda that drags us along life and messes with our mind just as we start to settle in in our lifetime. I hate time for doing this, but on the other hand, it forces me to stop and think of the "whys" and "whens," which I am doing now.

As I write this, I see a vision; this is one of the very helpful occurrences of being a clairvoyant.

I see me standing at a bus stop. The bus is pulling up, the doors are opening, and I'm standing there with uneasy eyes, waiting to learn of my next destination.

I know things change by the moment, and we are what we think. Meaning I am continuing my spiritual journey, as I have for decades now, and taking my buddy Time along with me.

It's times like this that challenge our goals and future ambitions. This pause is very needed to prepare me for what's to come. Without sounding melodramatic, it's exciting yet unnerving. What's the change going to be?

The last few years, as my Guide told me, were unbelievably difficult. The following year, 2024, .......

Oh, I love it when my Guides step in and give me a chill pill! Mid-sentence here, and sorry, Grammarly, you're not going to like this paragraph; I JUST have been reminded by my spiritual team of what's to be.

Oh, joy! Yes! In 2019, my Guide physically appeared to me and told me that the next four years would be extremely difficult. In the fourth year, which is 2024, it will be smooth sailing once again. HOW DID I FORGET THIS?

Wow. If you're reading this story, THIS is how spirit works. I didn't edit any of this writing; I typed it as the thoughts were in my mind.

Ok, now I can go back outside and stick my piggies back in the grass with a clearer mind of what is yet to be!

Thank you, Spirit Guides, for talking this through with me.