Artifacts

Today I want to share something with you. I don't often share photos from my life, but here I will share one because it's relevant to the current energy I'm sitting in.

My soul is funny. She likes to sneak up behind me sometimes, grab me by the shoulders, and while shaking me excitedly proclaim something we are going to do. And before I can even resist, I'm seized by passion and inspiration to do the thing she's asking and I can't help but follow through.

Today, she grabbed me by the shoulders and said, "Today, we are going to decorate for Solstice! Get the lights!" Before my ego can say "yay" or "nay", I'm thinking about what I need to decorate this little apartment (which I am fondly calling "my quarters"* ), getting the measuring tape, measuring the windows and railing outside, and figuring out which timers I need. Then I find myself making a list, getting in my car, driving to the hardware store, and pondering lights. By the time my ego finally catches up with the rest of me, it's too late! The energy of "decorating" is so powerful, it overrides any misgivings my ego may have about decorating so "early" and it has no choice but to fall into line.

My soul is also very smart about dealing with my ego. She knows how to outmaneuver it. Not that I mind any of this. I'd been contemplating decorating a little early anyway. Just...well...not today.

* When I first moved into this apartment and I was figuring out how to decorate it, my soul said to me, "The square footage is roughly the same as your quarters on the ship. Just decorate it as if it was your quarters." So, I remembered what I had already seen those times I was awake. I remembered all the furniture and plugged in the same furniture for the apartment--allowing for a kitchen and a different arrangement. When I completed the move, everything fit exactly right. Down to the square inch. It was spooky.

Anyway, decorating for Solstice, which I formerly celebrated as Christmas but I am hereby moving the date to the Winter Solstice because I can... Decorating for the Solstice meant I dragged the box of decorations out of my closet. Inside this box are the few things I brought with me from my previous life, and while I can't really use many of them right now, I wanted to share one thing I have carted with me since I was born.

This image here is of a stocking my mother made for my very first Christmas.

And yes, I will confirm for you my Earth self's name is Stephanie. Here in this reality, it still is Stephanie as far as the people that surround me are concerned. I suppose I will always respond to that name as if it's my own, because my Earth self is a part of me and always will be. Just like all my other names are a part of me. (Did you know I still respond to "Elizabeth" as if it's my name? That was 1,000 years ago!) I call myself Kyriel now, because that is also my name and it fits better with who I am presently than who I was on Earth.

Anyway.

This stocking has followed me around since 1987. I have an ornament that has also followed me around since 1987, but it has regrettably started to fall apart a little bit. The box with the decorations also has a box of decorations given to me by my parents throughout my childhood. Almost all of them are still there. Some have gone, usually because they broke and can no longer be hung from a tree branch. But they are almost all there.

Decorations are one of the few things I am sentimental about. Otherwise, I am the sort of person who gleefully removes things from my life that I just don't use. If I haven't looked at or thought about it in 6 months, there's a high probability it will be thrown out when the sudden inspiration to declutter hits me. As it sometimes does.

I thank you for your time. Adiamas.

​--Kyriel

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