Skip in the Record

Like worn shoes, it may seem as though you’ve slipped back into a previous revolution of your spiral outbound—where there may be a dip in the matrix of sorts.

But hold steady to your course, no matter the outside influences that may seem to pull you toward the inner portion of the spiral. There is never a hole, but there are soft spots in your revolutions that would allow you to seemingly slip backward.

Turn outward. Feel and look toward that which is your highest excitement, your greatest joy, and you will continue on—often more expanded, sometimes skipped forward like the needle on a record.

Rather than stuck in the rut—the needle, as it were, which represents you, your role, your personality—will waver back and forth, then ultimately jump a few lines and continue on to play to the end as if nothing ever happened.

Consider yourself unscathed. Brush the dust from yourself—your physical body. Place a smile that is warmed from the inside out, and continue with the light bounce in your step toward the Source, the holding place of all; never the end, as there is none.

Only returning to Source—the resting position—like the automatic arm of the record player returning to home, waiting for the next record to be played.

Although these albums are written as you go, by your own journey and paths and desires.

Have fun—even in the darker times—knowing these too shall pass.

Enjoy it all.