Live Life Like You Mean It – NOW – Witch in the 'Burbs

Live Life Like You Mean It – NOW

People come to me and tell me their stories. And that’s part of what I like about being Pisces. I can listen, and listen well, and understand where you’re coming from. It isn’t difficult at all for me to step into your shoes when you’re spinning and weaving tales of your life for me.

But then, when all is said and done, some people will ask me for advice. Sometimes my advice is related to magic/spellwork. Other times, it’s practical stuff – like how to best get your budget together to save up for something special. But most of the time, the advice people ask me for is related to their love life, romance and relationships.

Truthfully, I am not the person you should be asking advice from in regards to your romantic relationships. And I mean that with all due respect. It just really is not my expertise. If you want advice on how to set up a personal spiritual practice for yourself, I can help you get there. I’m good with that. But relationships? If you only knew. (Shakes head.)

But when I really get deep down into it, my most often spouted advice is something like a meme – the one that is featured at the top of this post, to be exact.

I know you can’t see the entire thing because of the way the website is laid out. But that’s okay — here’s the entire thing:

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Because usually, that’s what my intuition tells me to do. And sometimes, I wait too late to take that leap. And I end up hearing this:

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And it’s hard. It’s very hard.

When my great grandmother passed away back in the ’90’s, I was there. I was by her side. And the very last thing she said to me was not something you’d hear a woman like her say. (Because reasons. But they don’t need to be said here.) She said to me, “Don’t let them tell you who you are. You fucking live your life.” (Yes, in those exact words.) And that’s something that sticks with you.

For a long time, I lived that way, and I was so full of joy and bubbling over with delight at every little thing. And then I got caught up in something I shouldn’t have (the church). But I survived. I made it out alive. And here I am today.

A friend and I were having a text conversation. We were talking about an upcoming trip where he was planning to be present, but then things happened and he was unable to make it. I told him I’d leave a special offering at a particular shrine on his behalf. And he said to me, “Live it up, all of it. I regret not having lived my life authentically for years.” Other bits and pieces of conversations we’ve had also hit home, but those aren’t blog material.

But of all the people I’ve known over the years, that friend is most dear and precious to me, and very close to my heart. Because even though he wasn’t aware of it at the time, he helped me to remember Who I Am. He inadvertently became a messenger of Spirit. And the message was that I’d buried my Most Authentic Self for a while. And while that part of me isn’t dead, it’s high time he was resurrected.

So, here’s the spill I usually dole out to folks who are asking my advice on various things.

Jump. Leap. Run. Whatever. Go. Do it. Listen to your intuition, to your gut. Do what it says to do, when it says to do it. Because yesterday is gone and tomorrow is never going to be today. Only today is today. And all any of us really have is Now. If you love someone, tell them. If you need something, ask for it. If you can’t figure it out yourself, get help figuring it out. If you miss someone, call or text them – tell them. NO. MATTER. WHAT. Just run with it. Flow with whatever life brings you in this moment, right now. DON’T. WAIT.

And that’s where I’m at. I’ve written about all six categories of my life. I’ve taken a long, hard look at where I’m at now and where I want to be. It’s been a week or thereabouts since I’ve looked at what I wrote. And I’ve decided my most pressing areas are career, and fun & adventure. My spirituality encompasses everything, so no matter what I do, I’ll at least be growing spiritually. You just can’t hold back. I just can’t hold back. Not anymore. I’ve unburied the Self that I buried so long ago – and I hope those present in my life now are able to love that Me. But if they aren’t, we’ll have to make a few separations – and that’s okay.

People tell me their stories. And I love that part of being Pisces. But in this moment, right now, I’m also taking on the art of crafting my own story. A new story. One that I’ve not told before. And wherever it takes me, is where it takes me. After I’ve grown old and it’s time for me to be laid to rest on a pyre, I want my story to be EPIC. AS. FUCK. At least to me.

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