I’m just starting to get back onto my feet after being forced into complete rest… and it’s given my quite a lot of time on my hands to idle muse… It slowly dawned on me just after the last lunar eclipse that the first twinges of the pain that was going to lay me up began way back in April 2014… I ignored it at that point and didn’t really think much of it… with hindsight, maybe that is when I should have taken some rest voluntarily… as from that point, one way or another, series of events seemed to conspire to keep me desk bound rather than out and about on the hoof…
I pondered more over the recent blood moon and started thinking … On April 15, 2014, there was a total lunar eclipse… the first of four consecutive total eclipses in a series, a second one took place on October 8, 2014, third one on April 4, 2015 and the remaining one took place on September 27, 2015…
It’s with a wry smile that I now note that each of these dates in one way or another, tied in to removing certain things in my life that had turned rotten… times of cutting ties and connections… movement away from dead weights and things that had been dragging me down…
Right through that, most of that period, life felt to be a Sisyphean task… right up until a couple of months ago when the pain in my back grew so fierce and the muscles went into intense spasm every time that I moved, that I had no other option than to give in and lie down… to rest up… calm the pain and let it heal…
I don’t like being still… I don’t like being indoors… so the frustration and the thought of being laid up indefinitely almost had me in tears… I started to wonder how I would cope with it… and decided to turn it to my advantage and actually use the time to organise the chaos that has sprung up all around me since I started playing around with art just over 3 years ago…
Also, there’s a secret project that I’m working on, that I realised I had a few gaps in my knowledge as to how to turn that into a reality, so this would be a good time to learn some new tricks…
Now that brought me some laughter as often people suggest to me that I should make a deck and I say… yeah… maybe… if I get an idea… and then I’ll wander off and scratch my head and birth ideas and then kill them off…
Going through my artwork over the last year, I have all sorts of varied things going on but as I laid everything out… I started to notice something… there within all my experimental pieces was a consistent flow of pieces in encaustic wax… piece after piece that I’d made… each one made when I had something other on my mind… a problem to solve or a thought to resolve… an unease that needed soothing… idle meditations… all sitting in a pile…
I counted them up… there were 60 of them… the by-products of struggling with Sisyphean tasks… and somewhere in my head a little valve lit up… and that was the birth of The Waxing Oracle…
So…I pull a card… yes! very funny! given I’m spending a lot of time sitting on ice of late… but then sitting frozen gives plenty of time to look for the patterns emerging…
I’m going to meditate on that further and consider the paradox of less effort yielding more results…
Though maybe I already know the answer…
As a good friend of mine recently said…
When you look for your lost pen, it’s always under your bum!
😉
The pure and blessed way 
I just wrote a blog post about how Intuitives get sick more than others…I’m wondering if your gifts somehow absorbed dis-ease, and you stores it in your back…you know, the concept of it all starting in the non-physical. Glad you’re on the mend!
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Yes, I think that is a good theory. I am seldom ill but I put that down to having a prolonged bout of glandular fever in 1984 and being advised at an early age by my Doctor to monitor my stress levels or I’d suffer. The few health problems I’ve had over the years have been lengthy, though all went away swiftly once I examined into them to find the root cause and areas of stress that were not being handled well. Sometimes it takes a while to find exactly what that is… All of these times have been transformative and although they’ve brought lessons that I choose not repeat, they are lessons that have served me well and I’m glad for… It’s a like an oyster… grit… peal kind of process…
But yes… ignoring/avoiding certainly for me slowly builds in my body until my undivided attention is told – Oi! Sort this out! 😀
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Spoken like a true Intuitive! There’s really nothing much more we can do than examine, be aware, and make sure to take good care of ourselves. Sounds like you’re doing all of these!
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Thanks Julianna! Nice to eMeet you 🙂
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