Soul lethargy is not Letting go. It is soul sloth. Like Sherlock asleep on his exercise wheel, I emerge from this pandemic afraid to get back on the wheel, curled up instead around my COVID fat feeling sorry for myself. Feeling pseudo-safe in a cocoon of my own making. A cocoon leading not to new life but to one doomed to die by soul sloth. Up! My soul opens like a morning glory starved for sunlight, waiting for grace to pull me up. Divine Spirit ever folding and unfolding, Show me the way out. In the asking, soul sloth becomes Letting-go. c. Rita H Kowats 5-30-21 * Apologies to my feline sleuth for so cavalierly exposing his soul and fat belly for all to see.
Yesterday, when I read Anita Neilson’s excellent post, “I Beat the Blues.” I was unaware how saturated I was with energy that wasn’t doing me any good at all. “Depressed,” or “The Blues” didn’t ring true for the state in which I found myself, but Anita’s post was the catalyst I needed to release myself.
I find it a gift and a curse to have a heightened awareness of energy. I am consistently aware of that, but inconsistently faithful to protecting myself from the sometimes intense or negative energy of others. Political dissonance is causing even folks of good will to cast blame onto others of good will and that energy hangs out with the truly malignant energy spewing out of hate mongers. I realized that I wasn’t taking well enough care of myself.
So I begin again. I am blessed with the privilege of solitude and silence, so I usually remember to center, but I need to do it in the day’s middle as well as its beginning. I’ve been forgetting to ground myself, which is essential for me to manage the energy I pick up. The meditation podcast that Anita recommends in her post is excellent. I found tremendous relief from the centering/grounding meditation I found there. A walk outside on the earth and in intimacy with trees returned my sense of rootedness. I selected a glorious red leaf and stone to grace my inside altar. Spritzing water all around my body helped me shake off accumulated energy that kept me on edge.
I cannot afford to be careless. I really must intentionally protect myself from energy bombardment. These are only a few ways to do that. A simple google search with keywords “energy-protection,” will yield many suggestions for those in need.
I feel so much better now. Thank you, Anita. May I remember to faithfully care for myself.