How I get through not knowing what I'm doing.

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I do it anyway.

I cling to the self-compassion that life IS a practice.

I give myself permission to fuck up.

I open my explorers' heart that eagerly heads into the unknown adventure.

When doubt or fear sickness set in, I breath deeply, name it, talk to it, and let it be a part of the journey.

I do it anyway.

Not knowing, unsure, vulnerable, I battle the disease of "am I wasting my time?"

Frustrated with the obstacles of survival....hell thrive-ival.

Maddened by the dehydration of "why am I not getting the hits?

Hunted by the monsters within.

I do it anyway.

It is my land, after-all...my creative soul creating my life.

When the storm of overwhelm rumbles in I stop and let the storm take away the heavy stuff that isn't really meant to be done.

I navigate the adventure with my instincts and feeling senses...for the mind chatter is like quicksand.

Uncharted territory of anything means having to make my own paths and experiencing what is in front of me.

I do it anyway.

Because my soul has a fire burning to be more than what I am (thank you Bear medicine).

Because through the discomfort of fear, there is the thrill and truth of vulnerability.

Because sharing that truth spreads new seeds on the wind to inner landssapes everywhere.

Because being who I am feels authentic when I'm living what feels right to me.

photo & quote by Nissa

And so it begins....a new adventure. Can I keep going? Keep my focus on what I create and away from what you think about it? Will the desire to surrender to be seen come as abundant nourishment? God I hope so. I crave it to be so. Thank you for witnessing. My wish is to uplift and inspire you. And I pray that all the social, cyber, blah blah blah and I will find a way to love each other so I can be fully seen and begin really doing my work. Which, by the way, my website is up and has information on what I do and what I offer. Blessings to you of your own adventure being fun and authentically YOU. Nissa

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Visiting the Moon

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DSCF0939 This weekend has been full of yard work and beautification of my land. My body is ecstatic with exhaustion. My mind is clear thanks to the hungry soil that gobbled my mind chatter up. I swear I heard the Earth burp with satisfaction. My heart is blushing at the newness of my landscape. My soul is open to receive magic. (a wonderful byproduct of the body and mind being too tired to protest to magic being made)

The full moon is tomorrow. But last night, that bitch was having herself a sassy party in the sky. She brought this party through my bedroom window...no invitation...just crashed her party all up in my much needed slumber. I felt a contrast of energy; I was being drawn out to her as her brilliant light drew me inside myself. So, I listened...and I got up to join her party in the night sky. Insanely bright. A day within the night. Once I joined her party, she settled into the quiet zen master; full of sage wisdom and nurturing mystery. The contrasting energy was growing, I felt myself get big enough to reach the moon...and that expansion had me drawing deeper within...like roots going deeper to facilitate the taller branches. I am struggling to find the words to describe this feeling, it was ecstasy...purity...simple...easy...and BIG! The kind of big that makes me feel the medicine of equality. By this I mean; I'm not special or greater than anyone else, and this is a great realization because in this truth I feel motivation to create the cards and courses I want to create simply because my soul wants me to. Allowing myself to energetically get SO big last night brought me to the humility that took the need to be "worthy" out of what I want to create. The purity and power of this contrasting medicine has me seeing and believing that just wanting to create what I want is the reason. End of story. No more discussion. The outcome of the creating isn't the point...the point is creating because you want to, because it feels good, because your soul share with you a story to be told.

I am baffled at the concept of humility being the medicine for the worthy wounds....I feel there is more here and I am excited to explore this concept within my inner wilderness. But for now I say good day to you, and good night to you...consider visiting the moon.