Energetic Turbulence

If the world could rebalance and settle that would be great.  The energetic turbulence has got us all feeling out of sorts.  I feel as if the rocky motion of chaotic energy has given me spiritual sea sickness.  The storm is raging on and I think we all need it to pass quicker than it came on.  Balance really matters even in the deeper spiritual sense.  I want to feel present and aware in my life again not the dissociated mess I have become.  Do any of us even dare to long for feelings of peace or are we so warped now that we just hope for just some better? I never knew I could care so much and so little simultaneously. Everyone has a threshold and breaking point, that has to apply to the collective as well. What is the fallout from that because at a certain point people won’t have resilience in them? What a toll that has got to be on kids.

What is normal now? Whatever this is we are doing, that’s not it. I can not speak for everyone but even my dreams aren’t an escape. The subconscious is fighting to find balance too. Since when did sleeping wear a person out so much? Isn’t that when we are supposed to rest, relax, heal minds and bodies? I would like to be able to even successfully occupy my mind but at this point, I can not even focus enough on mindless entertainment to be entertained. Have you noticed how much people’s expressions don’t match what they say lately? Dead eyes on smiling faces don’t read the same. Pained laughter is not music nor is it contagious. People want to feel something again so much they would pour salt on wounds to feel it.


Published by izzysconfessions

I was born and raised in the smallest of towns in Southwest Virginia. A town that is extraordinarily active, yet a town that is like it's very own little mini Bible belt. My dad was Baptist, my mom pentecostal, and I'm paranormal. I would venture to say it is somewhat of a family trait. One that is met with equal acceptance and curiosity as much as it is met with skepticism. Individually and collectively so much has been experienced and witnessed at times to such a degree that one might wonder how on earth there is room for doubt. I dont have all the answers, I do not have it all figured out. Im as human as everyone else relying heavily many mornings on a lot of coffee and a little Jesus. In fact, I can't decide what I want for dinner most days. One constant is I cannot go a single day without chocolate. Pour a cup of coffee, or a little tea and whiskey and join me in my confessions of a haunted freak.

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