Life Update: Chaotic College Kid and Balance

Alright, angels, we have all kinds of woowoo stuff to talk about, but none of that can come out before a little life update. Here's what's been happening:

Overwhelming amounts of fun--wild, college kid fun--wild as jungle berries. I've been waking up between 6 and 9 AM each day and drawing my curtains to see the pink and blue skies. That's been the most peaceful time of day, the only time when I'm not running through the courtyard to the girls's house, or through pages of my Sudden Fiction book, or my hands through the hair of a cutie.

All at once, I toast my daily bagel, put my makeup on in the bathroom, listen for my teapot's whistle, and watch the clock for the perfect time to either start my car for work or head out the door to catch the bus. Monday through Thursday, I'm drawing the curtains at 6 or 7 for my workout classes, finishing up around 10, and finding a cozy spot in The Hub for tea and bakery bread. That, my love, is where I spend the next three or so hours doing homework. And then, I'm off to the races again:

• throwing on my slacks and apron, zoomin' five blocks down the road to night-waitress,

• shaving my legs and curling my hair to go out to a party or on a date or just to the store for some more clementines and a puppy loofa,

• sneaking into someone’s hot tub,

• watching Kylie and Rach wrestling on their living room floor,

• and finding out how the paintings in Kylee’s bedroom were made (wild story).

Miss Kylie enjoying yet another fire danger

Miss Ally waking up in the middle of the afternoon on someone else’s living room couch

Miss Ally waking up in the morning with her makeup on because she puts it on at 6 PM instead of 6 AM now.

Just yeah

And some peaceful homework reading at The Hub.

That’s what the majority of my days—have looked like—spent everywhere but home, except for in the short moments of prep to go somewhere else. And they haven’t ended before 1 AM in quite some time.

This weekend, the exhaustion of all of that chaos laid me down. After my post-waitress shift shower, I couldn’t hold my body up any longer and took a raincheck on my Friday night date with my sweet roommates and cleared the rest of my agenda; the bathroom wasn’t cleaned; the homework wasn’t juiced like an orange; the indian food wasn’t eaten. Instead, the Ally Mia was passed out from 5 to 8 PM; the art lectures were watched; the vision board photos were ordered. I rested and did whatever I wanted to, as long as it would relax me.

Then, I acknowledged the inevitability of that exhaustion and made a plan to take the weekend to reset and create a new routine.

Here, on Sunday night, at 1:26 AM, I am living that new routine, and not well, considering I’m meant to be up in 5.5 hours, but I’m improving.

Every lovely, little thing that I’ve wanted to get done this weekend: Done. And that gives me the freedom to rest tomorrow. I’ve lightened up my schedule, no more back to back to back plans; tomorrow I’m going to my classes, to the hub, and then home for a nap before the hot tub (don‘t even have to break in this time). There’s a lot of free time in my schedule tomorrow and that’s essential, because that’s where the blog ties into all of this.

Without that free time, I haven’t been journaling much. I haven’t been writing blog posts or reading my books or eating anything but the sweetest, most sugariest pancake confections you ever did see, and all of that has swept me up in the physical realm of life. What I create for you doesn’t happen there; it happens in the invisible world, in the woowoo, in the 5D.

Though I’ve been drinking my kombucha every day and meditating lots most nights, I have been living so presently and so Earthly, that I haven’t been capable of divining.

It’s been a blessing to step away for a minute, and I’m grateful for that with all of my heart, but I’m ready to come back now. So there’s a Monday blog post for you on reality and balance—on the ebbs and flows of productivity/discipline and wild, college kid fun. Every season—the structured, desired result producing ones and the present, desired feeling producing ones are valuable to me. I love and appreciate them all. And that’s a spiritual philosophy for you: love everything. I’ll have a Laundry List for you on Friday, and a woo-woo post for next Monday, February 15th, the day after my favorite day of the whole year. I think that one will be on Being The Highest Self.

I love you, good morning, goodnight <3