Angel K Will

What. A. January.

I love the start of a new year—a representation of new beginnings. One month down, eleven to go before we circle back and do it all over again, from a more expansive perspective. The balance of resting in peace and overflowing actions of love brings the enjoyment of life. With enthusiasm I anticipate the progression, moment-by-moment, a beautiful unfolding over time…

This year feels a bit different. Like I’m entering a season of greater re-assessment and understanding of the bigger picture. Each day presenting more fullness, more unity, more truth.

This has been a gradual flow, over the past two decades, toward a more wholistic* lifestyle. Non-natural things and ways slowly being displaced with the natural. Since 2020, this seems to have greatly expedited. As if time itself were accelerating. Not that time exists—it’s a man-made construct—but that’s a tangent for another time. 🧐

Poem: “Time”

{*I don’t understand why “holistic” is spelled without a w when the definition is “relating to or concerned with wholes or with complete systems rather than with the analysis of, treatment of, or dissection into parts,” and hole is “an area where something is missing.” It’s as if there’s an intent for a subliminal message to penetrate our subconscious and keep us separated by focusing on the hole, rather than the whole. Needless to say, that’s why throughout my site, you’ll see it spelled “wholistic” as in relating to the whole, the entirety, the complete fullness.}

In Fall 2023, I began cleansing my earthly vessel with colon, liver, parasite, and metal detoxes. And joy, am I feeling great! Truly, lighter on all accounts.

{Sidenote: There’s plenty of home remedy cleanses, but I wanted to ensure a max potential cleansing with it being the first time around so I bought into a “program,” and I have been very impressed with Global Healing (Dr. Group) detox products. Also, just as an FYI: Eclectic Health is my go-to for herbal supplements. They freeze-dry which helps retain the maximum potency and nutrients of the fresh herbs).}

These past few years I’ve also been shifting toward the consumption of more whole foods—organic, local, raw—and other wholistic pursuits—stretching, meditation, breath-work, becoming more of a self-sustaining DIY’er. I’m far from an expert, but I’m moving a good direction. And isn’t the fun in the process, not necessarily the end goal. 💃

For much of this journey, I haven’t moved with conscious intent. I’m just one to go where I feel led. As if dancing with an unseen partner, my feet intuitively traveling beneath me, carrying me along the less ventured path. Always one to have a plan, yet understanding the need to hold it loosely—for life proves to present obstacles, and being nimble makes the dance of life more graceful.

Poem and Video: “Hold Loosely”

“If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples [dance-partners]. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”

– Jesus

Ah, touché!

🥶 Baby, it’s cold outside!

To kick off 2024, I polar plunged with a friend in Lake Michigan. It was a mild and green New Year’s Day with an air temp in the low 30s and a water temp around 40. “Fantastically exhilarating!” 🤪

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After getting home and taking a half hour hot shower, I was feeling quite empowered—we faced our challenge and we overcame! The empowerment impressed upon me solidified over the coming days— building an excitement, not only for the year, but with the idea of welcoming any challenges that come my way with a perspective to learn and grow.

Poem: “Learn and Grow”

Talking fast, not what you think…

After the noontime polar plunge, I settled in to one of my other goals, a “talking fast.” One week of silence to kick off the year—so not so much about speed rather abstaining.

Anyone who knows me well will tell you I don’t lack when it comes to words. It certainly didn’t help that I’ve traveled to Ireland and kissed the Blarney Stone. Tho, that was not so much for the gift of gab, but to hold the hilarious (imo) accomplishment of defying disgust and placing my lips on the same spot thousands of others have. These kind of random little things really do light my fire. 🔥

So one week with no talking and limited cell/app use (only to respond to crucial questions). Basically, it was a way to remove distractions and be still. A skill we could all improve upon, but tend not to practice much these days.

Five days later, Saturday arrived. I had a friend coming over and a white board ready for my communication needs, but it never got used. I knew there would be much to discuss and my fast writing errs on the sloppy side so I bent my rules. I decided I could ask questions and answer questions, but I would abstain from blatantly giving my opinion unrequested.

That took a whopping 3 minutes to break. I was mid-sentence when I realized my error and exclaimed, “I’m not supposed to be talking!” Then inquired, “do you want my opinion?” My friend said yes, and I was off once again like a steed running the Kentucky derby—blinders on, first-place focused, gold trophy sure to be in hand.

Needless to say, it was a great evening, broken rules and all. And still, I feel I did fairly well. Lasting 5 days out of 7 isn’t too shabby. Well, actually I just calculated the percentage, and it’s a lovely 71%, so a C-. That is a tad disappointing. ☹️ 5 out of 7 sounds better. 😏

Anywho, I think the “talking fast” will be an experiment I revisit. I definitely found myself being more in the moment and more cognizant of my thinking and my actions. Increasing one’s awareness is definitely a worthwhile endeavor.

Finals Words

No doubt I had more learnings and pondering as the month progressed, but this post has become a bit lengthy, so I shall put into practice my silence.

What about you – how has your first month of 2024 been?

Arrivederci,
Angel

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