2020 made me a dreamer
One turned into a conspiracy nut this year, the other into a spacey person, you might think. Would all that pandemic mess and misery ignite this in more people? I can at least name one (Kiki!) who suddenly thrives on the position of the moon. But suddenly I also meditate and manifest , my favorite number is The Power Is Here Now, I picked up Gaby Bernstein's book about the universe again and I pay much better attention to tension or unrest in my body. What I really never did, because I expertly ignored a hernia for a year and a half. And that apparently says something about the connection you have with your body, if I have to believe the experts.
In March, I started walking. Day in, day out. Without music, but occasionally with a podcast on. I was quite enjoying episodes with insights about yourself. Coaching, human design, ayurveda, manifesting, and meditation; actually, everything passed by. In addition, I did a bit of yoga nidra, which they sometimes call sleep yoga, so you know what I mean. Until I ended up at meditation through manifesting.
In the beginning, I couldn't fully handle the universe, just like meditations where you had to visualize a golden ball. I zoned out at everything I couldn't imagine or picture, but the breathing meditation went great, so I kept doing that daily. It felt nice, I had a moment for myself, a bit in that direction. Until I caught myself occasionally taking a detour to meditations where I had to imagine that I was in my favorite place in the world. Honestly: this was really spot on what I needed this year, so as far as I'm concerned, a completely explainable escape. Meanwhile, I'm at the point where I think: oh nice, today I'm going to energetically protect myself with a meditation. Or I'm going to outline my goals for 2021. Nothing feels strange to me anymore.
Anyone who knows me is now furrowing their brows and wondering where Adeline has gone in this story. Here I am, because you know what's funny? Even though the things I'm mentioning now might sound a bit airy-fairy, it all feels very logical and grounded. Oh gosh. It's official: 2020 made me a spacey person and I love it.
