About Vulnerability

Hi. I published an article yesterday. It was one of those meandering sorts I seem to write, the kind where I have something to talk about, but the point wanders until it finds something that becomes urgent. I suppose I could split these articles into pieces, but somehow that doesn't feel right to me. It's like a psychic vision. At least, the way I do them.

I envision us sitting at my kitchen table and having a nice chat. Chats are like that sometimes.

In having a psychic vision, I set my radar up. I am the fuzzy hairs on a caterpillar as I check the wind and make sure I don't sense any hungry birds nearby. Then, I am so receptive that the vision I was looking for but didn't know I was going to get comes. It's natural. It's not rehearsed. I just know what to do.

My writing is the same way.

I started writing the article with the idea of making some podcasts. Even though I urge people to pursue their dreams quickly, I myself am generally somewhat slow to get off the mark. Maybe I feel that as I urge you to do good work, I'll take the hint.

Anyway, I had begun a story I published on my website, Talking to Spirit. It's a website I originally started back in 2001, so it's been around a while. The intent has always been that it is geared toward teaching psychic stuff. Of course, I do that wherever I publish, but this one has been there the longest.

As we do, Seth, my Spirit Guide, came to talk too. Actually, he's never anywhere but nearby, but he only participates in my articles when I ask him or when I need a steady hand.

I sometimes write my articles knowing where I'm going to publish them, but other times I have to make that decision after I've finished them. This particular article was like that. It was on the long side, but that's how it ended up. When I write dialogue between Seth and me, I always give us new lines. I always put his parts into a bold italic font. It physically becomes long. In the article, he helped me understand why I might have been reluctant to do the podcast.

So the article was finished, and I wondered why I still felt like it wasn't. It had been sitting unsaved on my desktop. I didn't want to not use it. It was too good, but I also didn't want to file it away in my 12 file, which is where all my unfinished pieces go. If I put it there, I'm not likely to ever find it again. I crave that fresh piece of paper/screen.

So, it sat. For days.

I revisited the article yesterday, read it again, and wondered why I felt the way I did about it. Good, but something was off.

I realized then what it was. I was showing my underbelly. I was exposed in a way I don't normally do with my reading public. It was private, and yet becoming psychic is, in part, confronting your deepest-held fears, exposing them to light, and having the courage to walk through the terror until you can look back and see that you were brave. That you are brave and that you can carry on. I didn't know that would happen when I set out to become a psychic. I can't imagine that same thing wouldn't happen to you, too.

So, I decided to publish at Talking to Spirit. The article (linked here) was not only about my vulnerability, but also about my relationship with Seth. The advice and guidance I get from my Spirit Guide is easy, and at times hard, to follow. Even though those fears he guides me toward are terrible, I am always in a more balanced and easier state of mind later. I wanted to show any potential psychics in the room what they might expect.

If I might?

Please. I'm sort of out of gas.

Hmmm. In learning anything new, any goal you set out to achieve, there are going to be points you don't anticipate. Being afraid to move forward because you don't know all the steps is paralyzing at times.

Children don't allow that to happen. They participate in life as though the rules and steps don't matter. They want to go fishing down by the creek. They've had their grandfather explain things to them. They sit in silence with the creek, the water running by where they sit. They are ready. Suddenly, two fish leap out of the water. It appears they are playing. The little boy didn't realize that fish might play. He learned something incredible. He didn't expect it, but it settled in his being to know that fish might have lives under the water, just as he did on earth.

Life is not a series of rules. Life and living it are experiences for you. They are opportunities for you to understand both yourself and others.

Be at peace today.

Oh. Oh, that was nice. Thanks.

You are welcome.

Anyway, that's channeling folks.

Thanks for reading.

🌺 Pauline Evanosky

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