I believe that this year is going to be one of awakening. I believe that the Universe already has plans in place for us, that everything that’s happening in our lives right now is the beginning of what’s to come. It’s like a playbook for a football game hoping to get a touchdown. I believe that what’s happening in life right now is preparing us for what’s to come.
And I mean that in a good way.
I choose to believe that my PTSD is here for a reason. I believe it’s to show me that I still have more healing that needs to be done. I have decisions and choices to make that I may not have been able to before. Whatever the reason, there’s a lesson in it.
We’re only a few days into 2025 and I can feel that change is coming. My intuition has been on an all-time high for quite some time and now is no exception. I think that this year is the one in which we have to look deeply into ourselves and see why we’re feeling the way that we are. I know that many of us are feeling “out of sorts” and I’m one of them. I’m trying to figure out why I am.
I think that I’m still trying to find my place here in Florida. I felt valued back in Jersey but not so here. I had a great job, I wrote every day and I was blessed to see the ocean every single morning on the way to work. My book launches were filled with awesome people and I had a group where I was helping others to write and get published. It’s different here and that’s one of the reasons I feel “out of sorts.”
So this year I’m doing what it takes to find my place and my value here in Florida. Writing is like breathing to me and I need to find that motivation again. I’m sharing my most intimate feelings and thoughts with you because I know that I’m not the only one in the world that feels like I do and that together we can support one another through such times.
The house is so quiet tonight and my thoughts are loud so I decided to write them. Thank you for “listening” to them.
Wishing you love and light,
~Anne Dennish~

There is a saying, “but for the grace of God go I” that runs through my head when I see families fleeing their own countries to avoid persecution, yet so many never don’t succeed, and any one of them could have been me. I think my soul is sad because this life hasn’t turned out much better than any of my previous lives. I am spiritually stronger but I am still suffering. I know that after each life, I have evaluates my thoughts, beliefs and actions, and my soul vows to not make the same mistakes. Somehow, though, I seem to end up unhappy with the choices I make given the opportunities presented. It’s as if I keep jumping from one extreme to another, and at the end of each life I have purposely isolated myself from everyone around me to save them from me.
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I’m sorry to hear your pain, Karen, and hope that some of the things I share and write about can ease your pain. Life is an adventure with many lessons along the way. Let me know if you need me to write about something in particular that can help you. Sending you love and light! Anne
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