I have always kept diaries or journals at various stages in my life. I have records of all my messages from Spirit. Before now I could not even dream of making them available for others to read. But, hey, what is there to lose?
My card this evening told me to drop my masks and be myself. What mask? What, me? Surely not...there must be some mistake!
Our masks become so much a part of our way of being that we fool even ourselves into believing that's who we are. To let my real self shine sounds scary! That could change everything! Rock a few boats, bring new boats into harbour, all sorts. Mmm...
The thing about masks is that they allow us to hide. Why hide? Umm, because I'm afraid I will receive negativity from others if I honour myself completely. Who am I fooling?! Nothing could be further from the truth. Okay, so we might as I said, rock a few boats, but hey...