Dancing seems to be the answer.
I keep asking questions.
I keep finding myself standing at my DJ controller;
dancing, singing, playing with sounds, laughing at the mess I'm making.
Watch me play on Instagram.
Come dance with me at my next show.
When I step away from the music the questions come.
How will I make money?
Where will I live?
What will I do next?
Who will I spend time with?
Will I buy new clothes today?
Will that job bring more or less stress into my body?
Will I go to sleep early tonight?
How much peanut butter will I eat today?
I listen.
Answers swirl through my mind until I walk over to my DJ controller and start playing music again….and there I find silence…delicious silence. Obviously, I'm blasting a shit ton of noise into space (good morning neighbors! RISE & SHINE!!! it's Cha's beat making time!!! LOL)… but inside me, in the space in my mind, there is silence.
Time doesn't exist when I'm playing DJ. This toy is a portal into a vortex where nothing exists except that one good feeling I long for…flow. Rhythm makes everything keep going, keeping me steady and alive. I listen to Abraham Hicks when I'm laying in the Red Light Therapy bed everyday. “The vortex is Abraham's term for alignment to Source energy.”
Watch me play on Instagram for 7min….
I just keep coming back to what feels good.
Playing with music and dancing in a big t-shirt or a bikini feels good. Doing yoga feels good. I like how it sends huge sensations through my body when I bend into shapes. Awareness of sensations is a sign of LIFE! Cold showers feel good. Sunshine and wind on my skin feels good. Twinkle lights and petting my cat feels good. Hosting dance parties at my studio feels really good.