I’m sitting by the window, clouds moving in, breeze tickling my bare arms with bits of cold…and I feel awful. Asthma attack yesterday in the wee hours and I’m still trying to breathe normally and I’ve had a headache ever since. It’s too chilly for me to sit outside, so this is my compromise. I had errands planned, but that’s not going to happen. I might not even shower.

Nah, I will. It’ll warm me up.

I woke early, fed the zoo (three animals can be a zoo, correct?), and then sent light to a dog in Canada. It’s interesting how I’ll get a feeling or thought while sending that I need to switch up the hand placements before I’m finished, and this morning the paw I was working with became the hindquarters, which took in more light than the paw. Limping can cause the hips (hindquarters in animals) to compensate and become themselves a bit off, and I’ve also read that dogs hold their stress in that area. Whatever the reason, this pet needed the light there, and I have no idea how I knew that -and I don’t need to know how, but it’s still curious to me. Intuition? Subconscious information from the universe? Who knows. It’s always right, though, that much I do know.

I have a post coming up that will be about the retainer I just finished (not sure how to describe that better). It’ll be DMs I exchanged with the cat’s owner, and in them you’ll see how I work with the client, how I do the lightwork, how sometimes the ‘verse doesn’t give me info and I have to work out what’s best on my own (the nerve! 😂)and also, best of all, the feedback from Albus’ owner, Cheri!

Enjoy your weekend! I’m off to read this sobriety resource blog on Holly Whitaker’s site.

With love and hope,

Pip ✨🌻

PS: I’ve been scrolling through Tumblr – and scrolling and scrolling – and while I know it’s a learning curve and it’s not quite as straightforward as Twitter, FB, or IG, I love it there. I’m Eavesdown Abbey, if you want to check out my feed.

©Pip Miller – April 2022