Spiritual Awakening

Hey sweet pea, it's Ally baby at 10:43 on a Sunday night (Janu 17).

And tonight we're going to begin this new chapter of the blog, the woowoo chapter. You see, this week, I recorded the first episode of my podcast. In recording I've realized that it's time to lay it all out on the blog too. And that's scary! Everything that happens from here on out is going to be controversial, not middle-ground-y or mainstream. I'm going to talk about deeply mystical, mysterious things that lots of people in my immediate circles are weirded out by or majorly opposed to.

What are these things?

Minorly:

1. The Law of Attraction and Manifestation;

2. tea;

3. meditation;

4. astrology;

5. and the connection between the soul, body, and mind.

Majorly:

1. Dimensional consciousness,

2. collective consciousness,

3. crystals,

4. chakras,

5. tarot,

6. palm readings,

7. aliens,

8. plant medicine,

9. energy,

10. and whatever else comes up.

I come from a very conservative family and culture. I have a lot of conservative values and opinions--and simultaneously a lot of personal love for most of the woowoo things on those lists. Many of my loved ones and many complete strangers find these things to be wrong, and that's why I've kept quiet about all of this.

But,

If you remember my post from last year called "The Year of Signs," you might remember the little allegory that I wrote about a version of myself that'd been gone for a while, away on vacation and off of my mind, not apart of me for a time, and had just arrived back home and reminded me of Mystic Berry. The Year of Signs--that title--was a prediction that in the year 2020, I would become more in tune with my intuition and soul. I named the year The Year of Signs as a declaration that by the time 2021 rolled around, I would often witness miracles, see arrows there to direct me on my path, have a deep understanding of my core--my soul--and be a lovely, little spiritual fairy. I wanted to become more in touch with truest, deepest self. And I did --more than I could have imagined at the time I'd written that blog post.

It came unexpectedly. I dove into my research: listened to podcasts about everything I wanted to learn--everything on those lists--read articles, and had conversations about it all with all kinds of friends (always in coffee shops [usually in Peace On Earth]). But I was a skeptic, because the tricky truth is that my upbringing had taught me that I needed to stay away from anything mystical and follow the path that had been laid out before me.

This path was the path that my neighbors followed, that the parents of my friends were paving for them, that was prepared for in school, in church, in casual conversation with everyone around me. I had always been traditional in a lot of ways; I loved to do the dishes, to vacuum, to bake, to go for walks, to live a quiet lifestyle in the countryside. I loved to be treated like a girl that lived in the forties, to be met in the wild, asked for my number in obscure places, had the door opened for me, given flowers, romanticized. I loved to imagine a peaceful, classic life: a wild youth full of late night adventures and sugar, a mediocre love story, a wedding, a few babies, a retirement. It sounded sweet and easy.

Then, at some point, I realized that it just wasn't my way--at all. Though I loved to clean, to wake up with the sun in the country and draw the curtains to look out the window at my horses and chickens and pups, to be romanced by burly boys as if my life were a black and white movie, I was never meant to live quietly.

And that gave me so much grief--because all of those things are still true. I'm a natural peacekeeper, accommodator, unobtrusive force. I don't like to upset people. I like to please them. So, in the midst of all of that research, one night in the early summer--June--after I had a conversation with my sweet mother, I abruptly decided to stop my discovery. I quit for the sake of keeping the peace and taking the acceptable, traditional route.

When I flipped my spiritual switch, all of the power went to the physical one. All spring, I'd been balancing myself really well: doing yoga and working out regularly, eating nice and clean (physical body care); honestly reflecting on my thoughts, habits, faults, and needs (mental care); meditating, journaling, and researching (soul care). But, after that conversation, I cut out the soul work, apart from journaling, and focused on what would be considered 'real' matters: what was to do with the body and mind. Even though the mental work was intertwined with the soul stuff, I cut off every connection to the soul and made it all about the mind.

My priority had always been to seek every perspective on the large components of my life, to try to find fulfillment and alignment with whatever had been at hand, and to start with the safest option first. It was safest to listen to my momma, to reject the mystical, unknown, woowoo way of life that felt right to me, to keep the peace. If I did as everyone else did, I wouldn't upset anyone, and that would be the best choice, right?

I tried it, tapped out of what had always called out to me, and tried to swim downstream. Months later, I was bursting at the seams--struggling to feel secure, to make decisions, and to feel happiness. And it became so clear that losing touch with my soul, my spirit, was the reason for that. So I realized that the safest option didn't work, and it was time to try something else: to walk back into my mystical world of feelings and intuition and woowoo goo. At some point, it became very clear that I was never meant to lead that soft, suburban life. I was always meant to dive deep into the invisible world. And that's what I was getting at in my post about being invisible and out of touch with the physical. I didn't have the verbiage then, but what was happening was a transition from 3D to 4D consciousness.

I've always been into astrology, into feelings, into invisible things, but since the time of writing that blog post, I've become more in tune with my intuition and my highest self than I thought possible. That's what's coming up next, what we're going to talk about from here on out: vibrational energy, methods of tuning into frequency and love, getting to know the soul and highest self. We're going deep and woowoo, and you might be someone that doesn't want that at this time, so here I am, giving you an out. It's going to be different from this point forward, and if you feel the slightest curiosity, if you desire a connection to your soul, or if you want more happiness, stick around.

I love you

<3 Ally Mia

I was searching for some photos to put on this post and thought, "Let's take some right now." And they kept turning out like this--all ethereal and glowy.