Life is strange. Here I sit, attempting to devise a plan to generate more income in my life and I am looking at craigslist. Craigslist, yea sure, miracles can happen on craigslist, but come on Ashley, this is ridiculous. I am way too talented, beautiful, intelligent and feisty to keep playing these games - so I am done, I am done selling myself short, working to help the community thrive through some charitable exchange, when I am barely receiving what I am putting out to the world. I love community, I love supporting people, but at 30 years old, I must be doing it the way that feeds me, literally and passionately. It is a clue that I am not aligned and thank Scorpio for ripping through my illusions this next month, because if the watery rage of my subconscious has to rush through me, forcing me to emerge from living a life of compromise of my awesomeness, then so be it. Whether I am pushed from the Atlantic to the Pacific, down the Great Nile and through the Mediterranean, only to arrive at the place I started, well damn, hopefully the trip rocked my boat enough to build my confidence and drive my heart into action, wherever that may be, but truly, in compassionate action that aligns with my soul.
Posted on: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 01:20:05 +0000