Elements of Will

Intuitive Life Coach

  • (Listen to Atoms for Peace for enhanced reading pleasure.)

    I am listening to the album AMOK by Atoms for Peace.

    Each strike of sound electrifies like lightening.

    Five minutes from this moment is unfathomable, as I fold inside each song.

    I am in a dream, gift wrapped by AMOK, signed by Thom Yorke.

    Be well.

  • (Listen to these Nature sounds for enhanced reading pleasure.)

    Nature sounds of speaking birds and a rippling creek feel calming.

    I process thought within the morning hours.

    My mind is fragile. My mind has not yet interacted with other fragile minds.

    I engage in conversation with self.

    I imagine what peace feels like.

    I imagine acceptance.

    My thoughts are unorchestrated, as the symphony tunes their strings.

    The air I breathe recalls the rain from last night. The evolving sky prioritizes soft, white clouds.

    I have surpassed millions of moments.

    Millions of moments have surpassed me.

    For now, I am here.

    Be well.

  • (Listen to some nightly croaking for enhanced reading pleasure.)

    It is 9:43 p.m.

    The toads are singing outside of the opened window.

    I call this The Toad’s Lullaby.

    My World has faded to dusk.

    Soothing Summer approaches this part of the Earth.

    Peaceful sounds shatter the noise from the outside. They also shatter the noise from the inside.

    Agitated feelings are simmering within me. I am uncertain of its source.

    I rely on the evidence that I rarely feel perfect. I have felt moments of perfection when Unity occurs.

    I disconnect from the day to connect with self.

    I enhance the volume for The Toad’s Lullaby.

    I allow myself this Space.

    Be well.

  • (Listen to Jeff Buckley for enhanced reading pleasure.)

    The beautiful voice of Jeff Buckley breathes throughout my pores.

    The box fan powers like a back up singer for Jeff Buckley’s song.

    The sky has born colors of blue and golden hues. I capture the colors to store in my visual memory.

    The projection of 75 degree heat perpetuates excitement in the PNW. The folk have expressed that today will be a warm day.

    If we were experiencing 75 degree temperature within the month of August, today may be thought of as a brisk day.

    A single twist of my mind may change my perspective.

    Be well.

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    I will grant thyself 15 minutes to experience thought through the written word.

    Our cat cements himself into my lap, as our energies bond together.

    I breathe an intentional breath.

    The morning self care program has reached completion.

    Blindfolded power yoga to enhance physical and mental strength.

    Morning pages to veer into my subconscious mind.

    Music to soothe the outside noise.

    A glass of water to replenish hydration within my cells.

    I return thoughts toward the mornings when I felt destroyed, following a night of alcohol consumption. Self care lacked existence.

    I have been recovering from alcohol abuse beyond ten years.

    I am under the influence of Life.

    I choose to take care of myself, therefore I am capable to care for others.

    The Bluetooth lost connection. The music has lost its form. The Bluetooth has regained connection. My ears tighten their posture.

    I breathe.

    What can I do for Life today?

    The answer is uncertain.

    Be well.

    –Nix