Delight In The Mundane

The Queen is tucked into the warmth of her own life, harvesting the deliciousness of being fully provided for. What is happening? A whimsical little pilgrimage into the Vortex, where rest is productive, ordinary moments become sacred, and the angels are apparently very busy preparing what comes next.

Discover what happens when you stop forcing, listen to your body, and become receptive to the energy, vitality and blessings already making their way towards you.

(Find meaning, daily practice spirituality, gratitude, connecting to the divine, awe and wonder in everyday life.)

Transcript

Tune in to the frequency of pure fulfilment, Darlings, Because here is a brand new broadcast of Radio Abundance. Today we are broadcasting in a white golden glow. The air is pure, The sun is high, And the signal is stronger than ever. Today we celebrate the daily pilgrimages hidden within everyday moments. Welcome. I woke up with Wolf cuddling and lying next to me, Which I always find so lovely. I stayed in bed for a long time until I could truly awaken. And I had a wonderful stretch. Oh my gosh, Darling, Stretching is so delightful. The sun is shining outside and I drank a delicious smoothie with Greek yogurt, Blueberries, Banana and cinnamon. Savoring all the gifts of the earth. My apartment is quiet and peaceful today. Nice and warm. I am completely provided for to fully cocoon on this day when my period might be starting. My fridge is stocked with food. Later I can have some freshly baked bread or toast with smoked trout and buffalo tomato. My finances have been completely in order since yesterday. There are beautiful tulips on the table and I already finished the base for a painting. One that I think might actually be done already. Things are allowed to be simple and easy. I have things I could do. But I'm not going to because I don't feel like it. I am so happy that I have the freedom to do what I want today. I can do fun things, See people, Do absolutely nothing and that is super nice. I am allowed to sleep in every day and go to bed whenever I want. I eat whenever I want. My body feels wonderfully calm, Ready to let go. My history is the reason my escrow is so gigantically full. I love that. I am grateful for my history that makes me so rich and holy moly there is a lot in my vibrational escrow. I am completely ready to harvest. I have already harvested so much these past days, Months and years, And now I am harvesting rest, Silence and softness. I just had a delicious lunch and chose to let my Coeur du Boeuf, Buffalo tomatoes, Ripen in the sun a little longer so I can eat them with abundant sun-kissed flavour. Afterward, I prepared some tasty mini pancakes with plenty of brown sugar just because I can. The solid's stability is present in my pelvis, Darlings. In my sacred ball, I lean firmly against a sofa. My eyelids are heavy. I feel as sluggish as a sack of potatoes. And while I am being so unladylike, The universe is taking care of me with soft warmth. Woolly warmth, Pure natural abundance. Feeling that the painting is finished gave me actually the inspiration to add a little something after all. Whenever I feel like it, Later today. It feels very soothing and fulfilling that, Just as I am now, I am completely enough for the universe to love and provide for me. I am carried. I feel carried. The purple dancing tulips on my table are the abundance of the vortex present in the here and now. Yesterday evening, My darling, I went for a walk to pick up my free trash bags, Remember? And even that became a pilgrimage to the divine. I spontaneously walked into a park and hugged a sturdy tree. How delightful is it that some of these trees have been living so much longer than we have? They sometimes have even been here for generations. While I was sitting there. I suddenly saw a golden retriever, A beautiful golden dog, Lying on its back, Four paws up to the sky, Smiling and wagging its tail. The unashamed enjoyment of the fact that the earth beneath its back felt just right, It filled me with so many golden sparkles. Afterward, I saw beautiful blossoms on the trees, Pink buds with yellow hearts and white fans. Truly miraculous how beautiful nature is. The white golden glow of my angel existence is all around me. Wolf is sleeping so peacefully beside me, Her soft fur rising and falling to the rhythm of her breathing. My Miracle Cloud. There are glorious golden yellow light spots on the lambskin rugs where the shadows of a plant play in so beautifully. The silence, The warmth, The soft fabrics, The descending relaxation in my body. While I enjoy myself here. The angels and the universal forces are already busy with the preparations for my Saturday golden light. Everything is provided for. Darlings just look at my golden tulips They are the visual soundtrack of the vortex in the now. They are in no rush. They aren't trying to be more tulips than they already are. They are simply basking in the light. This queen is harvesting in silence today. No grand gestures, Just a deep white gold richness of a body that dares to relax. My vibrational escrow is gigantic. The harvest has begun and the angels are keeping watch at the front door while the sugar on my tiny pancakes slowly melts. My loves, Stay in that soft white gold energy today. The universe is keeping watch. The fridge is full. And the golden light is shining exactly where you are. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you for all that is.