Unpack in Current Events

Diana, a supervisor at work, told me that it was a sign that I am meant for bigger things when I didn’t get the position I applied for. That stuck with me because I had a plan before the world decided to play pandemic. I want to go back to school and get a degree in holistic medicine. I am not doing shift work at my job. My evenings are wide open, I can go back to school in the evenings. This is why I don’t want to give up my current employment.

I am procrastinating a book about procrastination so I decided to accept Bev’s help to coach me. She is a life coach. I can never bring my goals to life. She called me out on that and offered to help me. In our first session, I unpacked a lot. I also showed up with a diagram. I listed my issues. What my PTSD was, what my vices were to procrastinate etc. I also listed what my aspirations were.

School is one. It will help me become a healer, a guide and a teacher. I want to save my loved ones from themselves, I want to add value to certain communities with healing as well. I want to teach first nations communities terrain theory so that they can understand what their ways of healing were doing before this deathcare system was forced onto them. Unto to us all. It’s a one-world religion. A radicalized one that cannibalizes babies via vaccines to ward off virus possession. It’s all priestcraft and superstition.

Fitness is another aspiration. I don’t want to just go to a gym and build a physique. I know that I will end up with body dysmorphia. I want to do something with my body that will just produce a nice physique, so to speak. Callisthenics, for example. Maybe take up some kickboxing or something.

Becoming a man is the third aspiration. I don’t mean that in the way of “gender”. I discovered what this system is that we are spiritualizing and there is a huge difference between a man and a person. I have the status of someone lost at sea and presumed dead. I want to correct that and return to the land of the living so that I can use the law of the land. Also, to claim my soul. We are spiritualizing our prison and soul trapped here. This is way out there to those that are stuck in their cults and cannot see that it is the esoteric writing the exoteric.

Anyways, whatever. I decided to smudge after our session and it did trigger my allergies. Possibly some asthma. I also worried myself sick with the drama I experienced last week at work. I feel like I am coming down with a cold. The stress killed cells within me and now those are toxic waste that has to come out. My sinuses are the route my liver decided to use. Blah blah blah

I am spending the day at my sister’s. I am babysitting this evening also so that she can go party with some friends. I shall get to it then.