For now i am placing these words here. I realise this is not a journal but it is my log, my attempts at communicating with Spirit or with my Higher Self ( i do not know, i just wanted to see what came) possibly to add to them regularly...i'll see how i feel and go with the flow.

I decided to go ahead and see if automatic writing (or Spirit writing as some call it) works for me. I sat quietly, slowed my breathing and switched off as best i could and then put the pen to paper,.There are four pages of words i have written and out of this i picked a few statements that came through quite clearly for me...that does not mean i understand it but that i feel there may be something with in it...some where...

You choose to ride in high cool waters that forever sprinkle down raindrops and smile the Light of Love on decisive Truths. Travel, begin East and soon decisions shall begin to supplement all equations (?)
Could it be that we inspire Greatness of the magnitude and admonish none as we speak, therefore creating harmonious truths and cavalry and trumpets are sounding in the distance.
Yes, yes, yes, write away, you get the drift of something more melodramatic than the last (?) hahahahahaha i love the laughter that accompanies the tirades of truths that trickle through.
How well did we like it when companies left the station and marched or sallied forward . Came in tirades of tradition and fires burnt 'til embers glowed no more.
Sally on and sally forth. Yes we forget the fight of fortitude and given berth all will collaborate and not commiserate crux of derision and derivatives (?)
Feel the fine web of nature weave its way to you through the tapestry of touching and feeling all who knew you and still pertaining to truth we should receive all that is true and council no more the trades of old as we begin new debates of what once was.

Why should we discuss weather when we wish knowledge.
At the very least expect or direct attention elsewhere...
I am at the top of my peak as i speak and rage about courage and love and admonition of the highest peak. I speak and flow of the words in my song, I speak, feel Love and melodious sounds flow from me.
I cannot feel more pain when you refrain from receiving all that is given you.

Tracks unfold and treading down softly and raining freely pleases more than you or i. I will ask willingly where you place your eye and thine eyes will follow accordingly.
Accord and truth are frivolously sparing nothing more than wine upon a glass (?)
Happy is the home of those who give pleasure, abating the sounds of laughter and truth is a travesty and shall not be acknowledged. If you just bide your time as you see the scenes unfold you shall witness more than is know to man at present. Presently, presently, you see more in man than man sees in mind and eyes are wearing old and jagged edges are around, so carefully admonish none and acceptance is just a vial of nothing more than truth askance. (?)

Witness the Light, how it flickers and embeds glows of heart felt flowing flowers. Feel no more sadness as the flows take us to a time when seasons adorn gracious tides of pinks and blues.
Well, picture in a boat on the rivers rapids and seek now where the water flows.
Travel towards that which is flowing to You and feels the currents abate somewhat.

Accountability, stability and vulnerability are somewhat difficult to master at times.


And for now i will leave this here.

Lea x