II.
What I love about weekends is having no 4:00 AM or 5:00 AM alarm to wake up to. I get to bury myself underneath the blankets like the potato I naturally am, enjoying the chilly weather while it still lasts. Weekends = rest days to recharge and just be. I even added in a rule for myself that I won’t be going online during Saturdays and Sundays, aside from very important work-related matters (uploading class schedules and performances, speaking to students’ parents whenever there is any concern or question, etc… though these have been of a lesser amount lately since we keep everyone updated throughout the weekdays anyway). I still tend to log into BALG during Saturdays because I just can’t resist m̶e̶m̶e̶ ̶s̶h̶i̶t̶p̶o̶s̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ reading and checking on both friends and divination querents’ situations, but I’m gradually decreasing the time I spend lurking here during Saturdays. As for Sundays, I’ve usually got them in the bag because I tend to prepare for the next week’s lessons and activities by then anyway.
My laziness shines the most during weekend’s early mornings, when my Dad would have to ask—repeatedly, because I’m that annoying deep sleeper who’s completely dazed and disoriented when woken up— if I will be joining him in his morning exercises or not. I admit to being terribly inconsistent at this during weekends.
I automatically replied with a “No.”
However, Dad offered that he would be making a cup of cold Milo afterwards, despite him usually preferring cups of hot Milo for the both of us (“It’s already so chilly and you still like drinking cold milk/beverages! Tsk, tsk.”).
I automatically replied with a “Yes”.
When the morning routines were done, it was time again for meditation—though longer than the allotted times from Monday to Friday. I still don’t follow any proper meditation techniques and I’d just meditate accordingly to how I’ve always felt like doing it, hence why I was hesitant at first to even mention that I do meditate quite a lot.
I haven’t been doing so much as meditating with peaceful music on. Instead, I seem to have taken a preference for meditating by simply listening to the chirping birds and howling (yup, “howling” is the adjective indeed, as we live on the 16th floor and you can really hear it) wind outside our window. I have also been slipping into meditation mode easily ever since I decided to remove the black curtains from the window and use only the white curtains, as well as keep the windows open until 6 PM. I used to heavily dislike sunlight streaming from the windows, so I have no idea how and why I changed regarding such. I’m pleased with this change though, and intuitively, I’ve been going along with it ever since.
(The current view, now without the black curtains I posted in a TMW thread last 2019.)
The meditation was followed by grounding and shielding, along with taking a few more quiet moments for myself and doing basic breathing techniques as I did so. When I felt that I was ready, I began to work on the rest of the tarot reading requests I’ve received from last week. The latest requests deal with more than one inquiry, so I wanted to ensure that I’m at my most focused and functional when channeling the necessary messages. The downside to this though, is that it’s undeniable I am definitely not anyone’s go-to for quick general readings.
So if a querent of mine (whether you be a current or previous one already) is reading this entry, I’d like to thank you for your utmost understanding. I know how waiting on requested readings about matters you’d really like to know about NOW could be nerve-racking and frustrating, hence why I genuinely appreciate the respect and patience all of you have shown me.
I took a break from doing reading requests to have lunch with the family. I briefly considered my younger brother’s request from last year to teach him how to read tarot. However, I feel as if this is still not the right time yet to entertain that request, so for now I’m using his Pokémon playing cards with him to do mini-divination sessions about silly questions (and I’m not being biased when I say he does have potential).
Working on reading requests continued on until late afternoon, though during Sunday, it was much shorter as Sunday afternoons were my scheduled time for planning, doing and/or finishing any type of school work, whether it be the online classes I teach or the IELTS academic classes I’m attending as a student. Thankfully, the IELTS academic classes I’m enrolled in isn’t really heavy on the homework or activity sheets, not to mention I finish given activities fast because English has always been my favorite subject. Though I have to admit: they do make it more complicated than how it actually is with the complex instructions and explanations about grammar at times.
There were no school supplies needed which I don’t already have for this week’s online classes, so no trip to the nearby book-slash-school-supplies-store this weekend. I spent the rest of Sunday evening writing this week’s lesson plan, as well as checking my students’ submitted online works. I wish I could upload at least one drawing from their activity sheets, but they all held up their drawings themselves with huge smiles in front of the camera and as you know, privacy policy when it comes to students’ identities.
Light meditation before sleeping, though during meditation, I snapped out of it as I suddenly had a firm knowing of what I’ll do with the revenge spell I manifested towards a social media celebrity last year. I wrote about the circumstances surrounding that incident here, on #6:
I decided not to go in for the kill and simply let whatever happens to his YouTube channel, happen. While it is still currently terminated, I have read that he and his management are “still trying their best to get it back”. I’ve also decided not to curse the other platforms he is now trying to build up and earn income from again. You might think it’s due to pity, and I honestly thought at first too since I saw how humble he is now with his Twitch channel, but the more I tuned into myself, the more I felt that I was very satisfied already with taking away the most important thing for him, which has always been his ASMR-perfect voice.
It could be magnified due to Archangel Michael’s influence, but I feel extreme detachment for him and the previous situation. This detachment feels too cold, but then again, I’ve always had that trait of completely icing out someone who’s taken things too far. It’s as if my emotions are all shut off concerning anything about the other person and he/she is simply dead to me. This happens very rarely though due to my cheerful and easygoing nature (the only other time it happened was long ago, as in pre-practitioner Pat days lol), so maybe that’s why I could easily distinguish what sort of detachment I’m experiencing.
Thoughts of an overdue “thank you” to AA Michael filled my mind until I promised to do something about it the next day and gradually drifted off to sleep.
Just another picture I want to share, though this was taken the very first time I was deciding whether to change the curtains or not:
