Sometimes, you need a jolt. Sometimes, you need more than a jolt, like maybe a bolt of lightning to strike you. It's not enough that it sometimes strikes your neighbor, burns their whole life to the ground if only an ash lands on your front porch. It may not be enough. For me, it was my house. It was me that was being struck by lightning and what I chose to do with my scorched everything is paramount to my existence, my healing, my future, and yours if I'm a healer, shaman, helper.
By the way, my Grandmother Mary's last words to me were "I Love You" and my Grandmother Violet? Her last word to me was "beautiful". Think I'll ever forget that love? Never in a million years. I am so very grateful for their nurturing, giving hearts of love. I love you too, beautiful.
I strive for excellence in everything I do. Perhaps even trying too hard sometimes so being reminded that I am a good kid is key. I don't hold passion against myself though, God has made me with a fire unlike alot of others. I don't compare, I just know I can scorch better than anyone - unless you're a Leo - then it's on. I don't just scorch though, I warm, I help grow, I nourish, I shed light, yeah, I do all of that and whole lot more adding to my list daily.
We have access to everything; healing, wisdom, love, enlightenment, knowledge, future happenings (just remember, you're creating your future so if you have a premonition and you don't like it, make sure you create something better for yourself).
We are always, only, one.
Try to stand alone. You know you can't. Better break it down.