I noticed today that I’ve written far fewer articles from a personal vantage point. I asked myself what might be happening.
What I see is that I’m living life currently in the center, in the middle, in a place of rest and contentment.
A percentage of my writing, and I expect the same might be said by some others as well, comes from drama, whether conscious or not. It’s the heightened sense of the dramatic that often has me write something down. But I feel much less drama these days.
I said last week that I would be publishing less on the political. It may not look as if that happened, but it did for me. I publish about 25% of what goes up on this site; Chezanni publishes another perhaps 25%; and the remaining 50% is what you publish.
How might that be? Well, you (either as the Observer Corps or just under your own steam) send me suggestions of what you’d like to see published. A lot of the political stories I published last week were suggestions that you sent. If left to my own devices, I’m not quite sure what I’d publish because I’m coming more and more to rest.
I could become upset with this state and call it a dark night of the soul. But I’m very much enjoying it. I spend a lot more time in the moment. Ordinarily I would take a passel of articles with me on the road and read them on the bus. I still take a bundle with me, but I find I’m not reading them as much. Today I didn’t open my shoulder bag at all.
And it isn’t as if I’m looking all around me, energized by this sight or that. I’m just sitting still and being.
I could do a lot of things with these discoveries – get upset, become worried, etc. – but I attribute everything that happens to Ascension energies and so I just put this down to what’s next.
It wouldn’t be accurate to say I’m turned off this world, or discontent, or looking for something new. There’s nothing that takes the place of lost interest. I just am as I am, moment by moment, with no need to do anything or be any way.
Somehow this present moment is enough. In fact it may be most truthful to say this present moment has become the focus of my interest. Burrowing into it, burrowing into finer and finer distinctions about life in the center has become my new preoccupation.