what pisces season is like for a triple pisces
sitting down with friends to watch a movie with Tom Hanks, to which I exclaim, “hey! you guys, I just had a dream last night that Tom Hanks died!” To which they reply, “well I hope you didn’t just spoil the ending of the movie,” coming to find that I did, in fact, spoil the ending of the movie.
getting texts from friends telling me that the tarot readings I gave them came true
driving to my best friend’s house in San Francisco, picturing a german shepherd in my head the entire time, to which I walk in and she’s like, “surprise! we have a german shepherd puppy now!” to which I say, “well…that’s what I was expecting.”
listening to an astrology podcast on pisces season and it telling me the energies of exactly what’s happening in my life making me not worry about it at all because it’s like it’s all supposed to happen
seeing way more energy moving around with my eyes than I normally do because the vail is thin
spirits talking REALLY loudly
sending an intention to the universe that the next partnership I enter into will have the purpose of us serving humanity together, supporting each other and many others with our gifts…and then watching a pick a card tarot video the day before my birthday where the reader says, “your next true love is someone you will be serving humanity with, it’s like you guys are a power couple who are serving the world together with your gifts.”
just laying around waiting for cycles of grief to hit, followed by spiritual gifts from the universe.
music, music, music.
collaging, collaging, collaging.
escaping, escaping, escaping.
creative writing
turning my phone off for long periods of time because there’s too much stimulation for me already just living life in general
seeing 222 everywhere and feeling ominous about my birthday 2/22/22
eating a lot of chocolate to try to ground myself
going to the ocean to cleanse my energy
reflecting on my entire life up to this point with my best friend