Automatic Writing??

Sometimes the best advice U can get happens when U are giving it away

I have repeatedly heard from many many other readers, channelers, self-help gurus, inspirational speakers, and other writers about automatic writing. Automatic writing is a tool used for self-analysis, dream analysis, channeling, and even as a means for therapy. It is a method of writing where U basically put pen to paper without focusing on how or what U are writing, hence the Automatic in the title. U simply let your hand take over & spill your brain out thru the ink flow. I never really attempted this, tho I have found that I do a lot of “Automatic Doodling” whenever I’m using pen & paper while drifting away within my own head & simultaneously “off into space” or “daydreaming.” This is usually a scribble of sorts which turns into geometric patterns, flowers, trees, planets & stars, fish or animals, and occasionally hearts. One thing which I have been half-assed aware of is that I very often do Automatic Speaking, lol that's what I call it anyway, most others refer to this as channeling. Most others have an entire routine or some type of ceremonial steps prior to actually channeling. As with any of my Spiritual practices, channeling is not something which I've ever done intentionally, it just kind of happens when it happens. This is the exact same way, meditation was for me most of my life, that is until I started really getting into learning what my Spiritual Path & Journey are all about, and teaching myself how to access & exercise my gifts Intentionally (Deliberately). Having these tools to work with is fucking awesome, however just playing passenger and being along for the ride with your tools/gifts playing in the driver’s seat, is more of a serious pain in the ass. That's not to say that U won't still get to where U are supposed to be, exactly when U are supposed to be there, but it's a lot more fun if U are an actual participant in your journey.

The next part of this is most certainly going to seem as if I've gone completely off topic & my train of thought jumped the tracks & flew away~ I can assure U I have not & the train will take a slight detour but it's still on track to the correct destination, so please bare with me a few minutes, while I paint this picture for U….

Last Sunday, I decided to attempt french braiding my hair, for the first time ever in my life. Not only the first time on myself, but the first attempt at french braiding~ period. I've always known the concept of how to do french braids & cornrows, but have only ever tried doing cornrows (str8backs, specifically) on my ex. In case U haven't read any of my worx prior to this piece, let me make this clear for U, I have been fighting pretty serious OCD most of my life meaning I have been called a perfectionist quite regularly. My ex was an abusive, alcoholic Narcissistic douche. This is Not an ideal setup for learning how to do anything. I kept getting frustrated with how messy the braids were coming out simply due to knowing I can perfect anything I attempt to do. And he persisted in talking more & more shit, the more times I took out the braids to start over & tighten them up. It finally came to a screeching halt when he laughed and said he'll just go have his ex braid his head since I obviously couldn't manage to do simple braids. I found out in the ending of it all that this was 1 ex (one of his childrens mothers) who he was cheating on me with regularly during our situationship, and this is why she was a stalking bitch on my social media. I wanted to stab him thru his neck with the metal rattail comb I was using to line the rows. I still have that very same comb to this day, as U can see no blood on it, tho he really did deserve it (not just for that particular instance, but for the multitude of other fucked up things he did along with that).

That's all in the past tho, I have 100% moved on from all of that, I just needed to give a lil pretext so U are caught up to where this story actually begins. Anywho…

Back to current day or rather Last Sunday…

So I parted my hair str8 down the center of my head, and approximately 30 minutes and 2 burning achey shoulders later, this was my result on side 1:

I stopped to give my arms a brief rest and snap a pic to see how I had done, and noticed my oldest daughter-in-law had messaged me. The following conversation ensued and this is when I finally realized that apparently I Do utilize Automatic Writing. For me, it's the same method as my Automatic Speaking, it only really happens during conversations when I am simply focused on the topic at hand, I tune out everything else and Actively Listen to the person speaking. I don't wait for my moment to respond, I don't decide a response ahead of time, and I don't think about anything else. I listen intently and then a response comes intuitively on it's own, via my mouth or in this instance, my fingers. This is not something which I was taught, or learned to do. It's just the way I have Always had conversations with people, from early childhood. This is also how I've had friendships my entire life with people who were much older than myself but were honestly invested in the friendship just as much as I was. I mean realistically how many six year olds have U met who had sixteen to forty year old friends (No they weren't mentally challenged) who enjoyed having in depth conversations with said six year old?? In our society, this is Not a Normal occurrence. However this has been a Normal occurrence throughout my life. This is a direct result of having been here many lifetimes prior to this meatsuit I currently wear~ or as most people like to label everything/one, Being an Old Soul.

Now back to the conversation with my daughter-in-law:

Yes I did screenshots!! I did it this way because 1. I use only my phone for writing as it's the Only computer access I have and 2. My service is still kinda shitty so I wanted to ensure all the important parts were there.

Just when I pointed out the lesson in the conversation to my daughter-in-law is the exact moment which I realized it was 100% connected. I've been finding myself having a whole fuck ton of lightbulb moments lately & it keeps me smiling. I love how connected I've become in the last several months, especially since I felt so utterly fucking discombobulated throughout most of that time. Ascension is a mind fuck experience, it's a crazy ass ride that is honestly enjoyable if U make the most of it. Yes there are times when it can & most certainly will be painful, because when U are so determined to hold onto what no longer serves U, it is fucking excruciating to have it ripped from your grasp. It is in that experience that U either Rise or Remain Stagnant, there is no other choice. But please do comprehend, that choice is ALL U.

This was the completed outcome of my very first go at french braiding my own hair, there will be many many more times, and within the first 5 attempts I can guarantee U I will perfect it.

Thank U for Being a Part of My Journey & coming along on these crazy ass rides with Me~ I truly do Appreciate Each & Every Single One of U!! Mad Love & Blessings, Until Next Time🥰🥰👑👑💜💜☯️☯️🧿🧿🌴🌴