I'm dead! Legit.

This is an update to whoever is interested in this blog and has been wondering about my whereabouts. I had an unintentional-or at least as far as that is possible- triggering of my kundalini  (confirmed and unconfirmed assumptions) in November of last year and this released transformational energy into all areas of my life, turning it upside down, then back up straight again....

And when I thought I knew which way was up, the cycle would again be uprooted. So in the last 10 months I've had to rely on nothing outside of myself because legit, whenever I became too attached to an idea of who I am, what I was about, the 'friends' I picked up and even that one guy (he died) I thought was my twin flame, these would again be 'taken' from me by my friend Transformation, commonly known as death

Honestly, I'd like to sit here and tell you how easy it has been watching all I thought I was slip away but this has been the most challenging time in my life and I have been through some real shit. In a space of 2 months, I lost friends, lovers, family, money, my lovely flat with views of Johannesburg's skyline and everything else I had associated with being 'me'.

So I died and am still dying, both in the literal (we all are) and spiritual sense. This is where I'm at. And all the things I thought I knew before, I don't know. I should probably rename this blog, but who gives a shit?

*Disclaimer - everything below this post is the last kicks of a dying horse *

Okay,
Inolofatseng ✌🏾

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