One Benefit of Being Dissociative


Well. Let me tell you… I just got a present! It was definitely pointed out to me too lol. I was getting ready to go run a few errands (see below about the side note) and was doing my hair and had decided on a ponytail to use. I went to get it… grabbed the wrong one, grabbed it again and it was the wrong one again so I decided to feel around more carefully and grabbed what I thought was finally the right one… ha, nope. Wrong again BUT… it was one I have not seen before! It was obviously used before so someone bought it lol… Diana I think. It was NEW to ME! I combed it out and popped it on feeling rather sassy! 😉

That my dears is one benefit of being dissociative. One alter buys something and I find it eventually while looking for something else. Hey, it put a smile on my face and a bounce in my step. One thing I will say is there has not been a time when an alter spent way too much on anything frivolous. We are lucky there. There are some people with DID that end up losing a lot of money because of it. Me, I find the occasional new shirt or pj’s sometimes shoes and once, a can opener.

On a side note… I was getting my crystals ready for tonight’s Supermoon for a nice super-cleanse and super-recharge and I found my pendulum so I was asking it if I should just go out and take my boyfriends car since he has mine… I started with the usual “show me yes” and “show me no”. Got that down and asked if I should take his car and go do what I need to do… no sooner than I ask – he calls lol. Good thing I didn’t just take his car because it’s got an issue lol. Ahh the benefit of trust.

So now I am waiting on him to get back here so we or I can run out and get a couple of things done.

Until next time… Blessed Be… Saila

 

The End of 54


Yup… in just 3 days it is my birthday and 54 will be just a memory. 54 was a very tumultuous year. I had no idea what was in store for me. I would be pushed past the farthest limit I was able to endure and was tasked with finding a way to hang on in the realm that exists beyond that point.

That is a scary point to be at as well as a scary place to be in. You get to a point where you have nothing left to worry about. But there was always that one little spark. That one thread left that said there was something out there… something small but …something.

My “something” is what kept me going when all else was lost. I put what was left of my faith in that basket and let The Universe have it. There was nothing more that I was able to do. I wanted The Universe to increase my faith, strengthen it.

It did. More than I could ever hope for. I was at rock bottom and who knew that the tiniest thread of faith was strong enough and could lift me out of it.

I went from nothing to everything in the course of that year. I realized that I went from no home to an extremely affordable home, from no car to having a decent car… I could go on but let me say this… I was reading something on a Facebook Page about Angels and there was a choice of 3 or 4 things to pick from to get a message from your Angel… the only problem for me was the question associated with the message. It was something along the lines of what do you want right now? Pick a card for a message….

For the first time in my life I could say there is nothing I want. I have all that I need.

Until next time… Blessed Be… Saila

 

I keep the Faith because without Faith I am nothing.