A lifetime dream to write a book is happening now. I have had vivid dreams of being published since I was 19 and this ever present inner knowingness about writing. However even with that lucidity it never felt real.
My many years of journals, a voluminous presence was the visual pinch to say that, yes I am a writer. I had this same awakening with music a few years back. Though I was always a musician, singing everywhere I went, it took my soul awhile to give me permission. I finally became internally qualified somehow.
A recent threat and related frustrations and distractions of the pending eviction from my apartment of 17 years has somehow surprisingly freed a boldness and fierceness in me that has been laying dormant. I’m leaving for India soon, an avoided dream. I think planning the trip to India was the catalyst for all things small to no longer work. The joy is, I will now be incorporating these travel adventures into this book proposal that’s due tomorrow. Two, two, two, dreams in one.
I have been working with a special modality called Pranashakthi that has altered me in amazing ways and has given me a fresh look at what energy is and can do for every type of issue or ailment. My faith and trust in this path is solid. I am gifted students, and people who need me so perfectly orchestrated, it is in itself a fascinating story. Pranashakthi must be known for the benefits it brings which are many but in a few words, “to remove suffering”. This gift of energy really needs a voice.
My presence has recently been restructured as it relates to societal conditioning and my lens feels clearer. I am calmer within now and trust more often. What I have unearthed in myself may act as a catalyst for others to validate their own experiences of shifting times and maybe we can all be set free to be our authentic and powerful selves together. I feel that through testimony of what I have seen and how my life unfolds it may be of service in some way.
I now know why the song of Kristen Hersh called Houdini Blues resonates so strongly with me. The words are –
“Oh no don’t you put me in that box. You know what you can do with those locks. bet your life I’ll come crawling out again. You’ll have to deal with me then. You’ll hear me in the wind. “
I have started a Facebook page for the writing a book adventure. It’s called Carol Whitney Pranashakti Adventures. Like it if you like it!