๐๐ ๐๐ธ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฝ ๐๐ฏ ๐๐ป๐ช๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐พ๐ญ๐ฎ - Wednesday 30 July 2025
Though I did some serious rewiring already, I am starting to see how stuck I have been in that scarcity mindset.
Limiting myself for decades....
Because planning a future feels like a luxury when survival is the focus.
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๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐น๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐น๐ถ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐น๐พ๐น ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ป ๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐พ๐๐ป ๐พ๐ ๐ถ๐ท๐๐๐น๐ถ๐๐ธ๐.
๐ฏ๐ ๐ท๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ป๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐๐.
๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ป ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐พ๐๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ธ๐ถ๐๐ธ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐น๐๐๐.
๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐น๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ป ๐
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๐๐พ๐๐, ๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐๐๐๐๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐ป๐๐๐.
OMG
This balanced mind thingy really has gotten me in its claws, or is it only a grip?
I have not worked it out yet, but again, being aware is half the battle.
Just like I have grown aware of my scarcity mindset, I now need to become aware that I enjoy my time while I plan my future.
That I create structure, which I can let go when I choose.
But above all that, I have faith, faith in that what is needed for Avalon will flow my way. Faith in that I can dream big and I will receive.
In that world, I am about to take another step in dreaming big and opening up to receive.
In taking a calculated risk that will deliver a return on my investment in multiple ways.
While still remaining the good old realist that knows nothing comes for free, but also that those who never risk, never win.
Itยดs all about the balance, and all about the plan. A balanced plan, a balanced journey, sailing to Avalon and meeting all the milestones that need to be met before arriving.
One by one, testing my patience, once more, because the time is near, but the time is not now.
The here and now, a gift of many lessons, and many moments that fill my heart with you, my life with fulfillment, and my bank account with money, and more, much more, because abundance can be found in many, many forms.
Grateful for all the insights, all the possibilities that I have opened since I spread my arms and said, I am ready to receive.
Thank you for making it this far....for those who know me...or better, think they know me, this might have been a WTF moment.
For me, this is a WTF journey, but I finally know my destiny: Avalon.
Around 1200 AD, Geoffrey of Monmouth wrote that King Arthur was taken on a boat to Avalon by โnine sisters,โ the eldest being Morgan le Fay.
Avalon, where the mists of the worlds are thin and time no longer reigns.
โThe king was carried to the isle of Avalon to be healed of his wounds.โ
According to legend, he did not return from Avalon, but he is prophesied to do so: Arthur is the "once and future king."
Ever since, poets and dreamers have chased that myth. I am a poet, a dreamer, a mystic, and a magician.
I will not chase the myth, I will recreate it just as she meant it to be.
Because over all these centuries, Avalon has grown, the word itself holds more power than the eyes of time can see.
The ancient Celtic legend, a sacred island of healing and immortality, shrouded in fog and guarded by priestesses.
In a quiet English village in 1897, a young writer named T.E. Wilburn sat beneath an old oak and scribbled in his journal:
โAvalon is not merely a place, it is the ache of the soul that remembers something purer than this world can offer.โ
That line would later appear in his forgotten book Through the Mists, and inspire the chorus of a 1974 folk song by Rowan Shade:
โSail away, sail away / To the isle where kings still breathe / Avalon, oh Avalon / My heart you never leave.โ
To some, Avalon is paradise. To others, a metaphor for death, it might be both.
Even today, Avalon appears as a vivid symbol of hope after ruin, of wholeness beyond despair.
Avalon is more than a story.
Avalon is a compass for lost souls, pointing somewhere beyond the chaos of the world, to recovery, to rebirth, and reset.
And like Arthur, those willing will all encounter the boat to take them there.