Dear Wise & Ageless Goddess,
It's been some time since I've been in touch - three months to be exact and I think I've something quite personal to share today which will also explain what's been going on 'in the gap' between emails from May to September.
I find that September brings the suggestion of a new season but is not quite done with the old, one that is neither Summer nor Autumn. A space between seasons you could say.
My husband and I recently made the decision to convert our bungalow attic into a loft apartment. This conversation is where my mind has been all summer. And while everything in our home has been temporarily displaced to accommodate the work, I have to admit to feeling displaced in other ways too.
The most ideal location for the new hall and stairway was the exact spot where my sacred space (and my beloved writing desk) has resided for the past seven years and whilst I'm more than happy to make way for the exciting new progress, for the moment I find that I am between one space and another in more ways than one.
Without my sanctuary and all 'my things' to anchor me, my grounding practices, exercises and rituals of gratitude, journaling and meditation all drew to a halt while the conversion work took over.
No writing, no angel or oracle cards, no creating new programs or workshops. No social media posts, emails to this lovely WAG community or planning for the Tuesday Night Club and future guests.
This all felt a little like I'd gone for a swim and drifted out to sea. But by the time I noticed I'd travelled so far out, I couldn't see the shoreline anymore. How was I to get back?
I wondered had I come to the end of my creative flow?
Had I lost touch with inspiration, intuition and my inner wise woman?
Had I somehow deactivated my connection to my higher senses?
The Universe had become strangely silent and I couldn't feel an answer or any insight coming to me as I had done with such ease in the past.
Then a strange thing happened......
Just as (in the olden days) you'd wait an age for a bus only to have three come along together, the silent Universe pinged into action with one, then another then yet another message for me from three different sources and all in the space of a week!
The first dropped while watching the final episode, series 2 of the Sex In The City sequel 'And Just Like That' last week. One character Che Diaz* was discussing their emotional state with a friend after a career and relationship breakdown.
'The old me (pardon the French) is f***'d and the new me is not here yet', they explained.
This struck a chord with me.
Che was allowing their difficult experiences form something new and in the space of what's over and what's yet to be, they were not lost but evolving.
A couple of days later I was out walking listening to a Podcast by Danielle LaPorte (author How To Be Loving and The Desire Map). In the episode Danielle was talking bout the seasons we all experience emotionally, physically spiritually etc. and she confessed that she had been going through a Spiritual Winter - a time of quiet and natural evolution - but that she could feel it was coming to an end.
'I feel my Spring is coming but it's not quite here yet.' She explains.
There it was again. The space between.
Then last Tuesday the Universe dug right in. I was catching up on an email newsletter from Marie Forleo (author Everything Is Figureoutable) in which she asked the question:
'Have you ever gone through a season of life where things that once worked don't work anymore? That you've outgrown a version of yourself but the new version is not quite here yet?'
Once again, for the third time and in the exact same language, the Universe had spoken and the message was clear.
The space in between is a valid space Trina, where a new version of you is evolving and about to expand.
You haven't lost anything.
You are becoming something new.
It's just not here yet...
My experience this summer has taught me that the imagined lost magic is like trees in Winter marinading in the compost of the life that was and waiting for the sap of new possibilities, excitement and enthusiasm to rise. The exact right space for a new kind of magic and creativity to form and grow and now I can feel the promise of new plans, opportunities and ideas coming to me. Just not quite yet.
Today, the attic conversion is almost complete. In the once forgotten and ignored space above us are now surprisingly large, airy, sunlit rooms and very soon we expect the sound of life and laughter ringing through them.
So what about you dear Wise One?
Perhaps you too have felt you've outgrown some part of yourself - a hobby, job, relationship, the place you live, your routine, appearance or style, finances, decor, way of doing things - but the new you is not quite here yet?
Prepare the way with plenty of self care and soulful nourishment. Tune in and let the magic evolve.
I'd love to hear your story so do reply and let me know how you're getting on.
I'll be in touch soon with news of new Tuesday Night Club gatherings, a gorgeous new workshop and a couple of surprises. And who know what else might turn up!
In the meantime happy September and wishing you many more days of late summer sunshine.
Keep making your own kind of magic.