You Know How I Know Things Are Going to Get Worse?

It is hard to pay attention to things right now. I want to be engaged with the world, but I need to focus on my new startup. I can’t drop this ball. When I do pick my head up, I can tell shit is going to get worse. I can tell, because the tone, color, and vibrations out there right now feel just like the signals I tune into when I feel like I am mentally and emotionally spinning out. But instead of it just being me and my view of things, it is everyone. We are all experiencing it collectively.

I have spent three decades tuning into the signals around me that tell me when I am slipping into an unhealthy mental state. There is a certain tone, color, and frequency vibration to everything. You can see things changing shifting, and you can hear it if you listen carefully enough. I’ve become an expert. To the point that I can tell when someone is lying based upon the sparkly sheen on the world, and the shift in tones of the landscape around me. Now I don’t always heed what I see, but I do often listen by shutting my mouth and limiting actions when the world shifts and changes around me.

I see this at a national level right now. That dark shadow over things. The wobbly sheen like anything hopeful is a mirage. Time has slowed just a bit. Things are sludgier and thicker. You feel like you could be slipping into a dream, or maybe just waking up from one. You aren’t quite sure. Things don’t feel real. It is all the collective state of everyone in the US right now. I don’t want to manifest anything, but I can feel the tone of things right around the corner on my skin when I close my eyes. Sadly, I think things are going to have to get worse to wake America out of this collective nightmare.

What allows me to feel this is that I wear my heart on the outside. It doesn’t live within the protective enclosure of my chest. It is out in the open. This is why I feel the tone, color, and vibrations so clearly. It isn’t my heartbeat I am feeling, it is our heartbeat that I am feeling. Normally, when it is just me I can close my mouth, keep my eyes open, and limit my actions to keep me and everyone around me safe. Until the moment passes. I am unsure of I can do in this collective situation. So I am doing what I always do, writing, observing, and waiting for the right moment to take meaningful action that won’t hurt me or anyone I love.