44 YEARS NOW.

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I am excited about being 44 years old. I am excited as if it’s the number 45, 50, 21, 30 or 40. I am excited with that kind of energy. My birthday is my New Year. It’s a Happy Birthday New Year for me.

Each year I am given my marching orders or divine to do and to be list. There are certain books I am lead to read, certain things I am lead to try, and this year is different because the “Word” came early. When I think of the number 44 the first thing I notice is the double 4’s. I understand this spiritually as foundation, stability, support, anchored down, solid, ready to build upon. As I dug deeper, I related to the worthiness, ability to make my dreams come true. It’s more than effort. It’s about willpower. It’s about timing. It’s not longer about seed. It’s about timing. I can firmly look inward for my wisdom. I must clearly define my dreams and desires. It’s all about hard work and reaping the rewards. I am fully supported by the Creator and my angels.

I also think of the word “Presidential” when I think of the number 44. 44 is a time of well planned leadership. It’s a time of responsibility for myself and others. It’s a time of confident execution of plans and remaining flexible. It’s a time for executive decision making with careful thought and precision. Timing. Pushback and veto the negative.

Taking you just a little further into my depth and understanding of who I am, seeing the 444 during this time, waking up to it in the wee hours of the morning, signifies passion and drive and divine communication. I am here. I am doing. I am listening. I bar none. Full speed ahead.

My scripture for the year:

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Hello 44. How YOU doing?

~Nikki

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Both Sides of The Game

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There are two sides to every story and sometimes three. Here we have a person struggling to be themselves out of worry if they will be liked or accepted. They wonder if they will lose friends, family, and associates. It’s a risk. It was and is a necessary risk for me. I’d rather be free and happy, but note, it was a process. And still is.

Then we have this other side of the coin or game. The ones that say they love being themselves, have always been comfortable in being themselves, yet they have issues with others being themselves. And I am talking about us being our authentic selves! Not some knock off version or shaped by misery selves. If this is you what’s your problem? Do you want to be yourself? Do you enjoy being yourself? Then why are you so concerned when others that are happy being themselves doesn’t match your way of being yourself? I think it’s ego. I think there is a part of you that is not truly comfortable being you. I think there is a part of them that makes you uncomfortable. Yes? All of these things or one of these things. Maybe even none of these things. It’s up to you to ponder.

As long as others being themselves are not causing harm, hatred, and division then we really need to think about why it bothers us so much and communicate that to ourselves. There are some ways people in my life have of being themselves I question and I know it’s filtered through their experiences and obvious misery. I don’t have to get use to it or like it. It depends on our relationship how to handle it. I can remove myself, put distance in between us, or limit interactions. However, if you think wearing purple hair is okay and I don’t, then I figure that is YOU being YOU. If you are driven and I am laid back, I have no need to make you laid back because I am and you should have no need to make me driven so that it makes you more comfortable with “my” journey.

~Nikki