How much of my life do I feel brought alive by? How much of what I do every day serves the progression of my life towards the feelings I desire above all others? How can I instill more habits more frequently that deepen my resonance with all that I desire to experience? How much of my life am I simply… Read more →
Category: consciousness
The Force of Opening to my Resistance
While consistency has not always been my strong suit, it is the stable energy that has been sucked like a vacuum into my everyday existence. The wiggles and shifting of my little Eloise, the ways my life has taken a certain form each day, every morning, near like clock work. Even if catapulted into these experiences with daily struggles of… Read more →
untitled inconsistency consistently expressed #2
There is no resistance to my withdrawing. I am so well practiced in stepping back and into myself my life is built around this freedom- to be just me, just myself. I have so immersed myself in this surrender for years now- I wanted to fully embrace all the singularity of “who is Artemis Walden” for a couple decades now-… Read more →
I’ve outgrown what once was my life…
Me. Every word. And as free and fully alive as I feel, it’s really heavy sometimes, because feeling connected is hard when I Know I have outgrown the mental-emotional limitations and perspectives of those who I was once so intertwined with… I feel isolated often by how I have outgrown all that once was key in the definition of my… Read more →
It’s been a while… *update in progress* +food combining Alder Brooke *horn toot*
Recently I got so dehydrated from puking that I had to go to an emergency room for iv fluids. However, the iv they put in was really badly placed and the first medicine they gave me made me worse for the next 24+ hours til my barely conscious self was so forthright with the Dr. prescribing to me that whatever… Read more →
Diary: Nov.21st, 2015
I wax poetic about everything. My life, the state of the world, politics… it adds the glimmer of hope to every dark corner, reminds me that shadows are vehicles of the light. My mornings are times of great struggle and exhaustion pulls at my every thought though the day. I’m only in my second trimester, the time when literally what… Read more →
I miss fireflies.
When I get engrossed in a good book or a good film/show, the thoughts plug in as if into a different reality. These timelines and people become my world for a brief period as if I am entranced in the very bodily experiences of those in front of me presented before my mind. The development of the character entangles directly… Read more →
Inner work: A Giver’s intention.
Remember, sometimes it is way more of a struggle for the person you are offering/giving help to to ask for and even open to receive help (even if they REALLY REALLY need it) than it is for you to notice, offer and give the help that you are giving to that person (even if it is not that easy for… Read more →
Gene Keys Contemplation
There has been a profound and progressive shift in my focus over the last few years that has heightened in my life the aspects that I am feeling drawn to delve into, they build and link- creating this other me to emerge. As I have been studying and contemplating the Gene Keys, my awareness of my catalytic nature has popped… Read more →
Rush of the Unknown
I am in process of becoming a whole new person, I feel it in my edges as I feel the rush of the unknown breeze past me at a brisk skip. My skin tingles as the fibers of my hair stand on end, waiting for that moment when all newness is palpable, made visible in manifestation. I have begun using… Read more →