I feel like I begin a lot of stories/posts with the phrase “in another lifetime.” But once you’ve logged a few decades on this planet and pursued many of your dreams and interests, you do feel that you’ve lived a lot of lifetimes.
When we flooded, I lost a great little black case I used for transporting items helpful to me when I used to do energy work–whether that was space clearing or using a system I developed called GRACE Balance for helping clients breathe and de-stress.
Some of the contents of the black case survived that bayou water, and I wanted something that looked a little like a doctor’s bag to house them because they are medicine for the spirit.
I didn’t find black, but I think this one will do just fine.
The little things that express and accompany parts of who we are can come back into our lives when we least expect them. I know these tiny helpers are needed now, and I’m drawn to them again.