This week a friend asked me if there was anything I wanted to ask over her morning coffee with Odin. There are points in my life where I ask others, because even as someone who has developed the set of skills needed to listen to the Gods I still have moments of discernment voids. The answer to my question was Focus on yourself.
This is the message I’ve been getting for 6 months now, and it comes back to me each time a little less patient. This isn’t the answer I want, and until recently I fought it a little more than I probably should have. I’m a mother. I’m a teacher. I’m a wife. I’m a woman, which more often than not means society places the role of caretaker upon me. And most days I’m entirely content to be one.
Focusing on myself isn’t something I have a lot…
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