Ruby Rising

Fun question. My spirit animal (fox), as I'd like to see and understand the world through his eyes. My principal spirit guide, I'd like to see things through her eyes, including how she perceives and understands me and this world. 🌎 A being from another galaxy, again, to gain perspective and understanding.

I completely empathize with you. I have been trying to understand this myself for some time as I have the same experience and was even reflecting on the question earlier today. Reading your answer just reminds me of the conclusion I arrived at...you can't truly heal in the same space that inflicts wounds, you can't truly feel safe in the same space that makes you feel unsafe. I see now why the universe allowed me to see your answer today. X

Watching and feeling myself grow steadily and having the courage to want to grow and expand even when it's REALLY scary.

Are you happy?

I really want to solve the riddle of why I am here, what my purpose is essentially. The word that comes to mind when I think of my negative life imprint is 'unsafe'. And so I feel like I need to feel 'safe' on all levels, mentally, emotionally, physically and financially. Im still walking the path of trying to discover what 'form' that will look like in my life. Perhaps that's my problem...I'm expecting it to look like something obvious and specific, like a job or something, as opposed to something more subtle. I know I'm on the right path though otherwise I wouldn't even have been a vibrational match to this question.

Dancing, designing and making clothes, seeing something from multiple perspectives, giving advice, showing empathy, leading, creating and taking care of people, places and things.

Admitting to myself that I was in pain and hurting mentally, emotionally and physically as a result of a traumatic upbringing. Admitting to myself that I am the creator of my own reality and therfore I am accountable for my past, present and future. Admitting to myself that I needed to surrender to healing, and abandoning the things that did not serve me so that I could make space for the things that do serve me. Admitting that loving myself wasn't this corny pretentious act that I thought it was.