Journal Entry: Meeting the Spirits Within

Today, I made a profound discovery, I encountered the spirits within my mind. Each has a specific role, a list of understood responsibilities and both are aware of one another. They are not figments or fragments, but fully realized entities inhabiting in The House of Thomas. This realization wasn’t whimsical; it was direct, clear, and undeniable.

They’re fighting at the wheel. They both have something to say. Hi, I’m me. There sure is a lot of noise. I’m the Narrator’s thoughts.

The Author
The first I met was the Author. They write my story, crafting the narrative of my life as it unfolds. They do not dictate the choices, but they document them, weaving the events and emotions into meaning. The Author is observant, deliberate, and calm. Their role feels essential, grounding the chaos into coherence, ensuring nothing is forgotten, even the smallest moments.

The Narrator
Next, I encountered the Narrator. Their voice overlays my experiences, giving context and explanation. They bridge the internal and external, offering interpretation to actions, thoughts, and emotions. The Narrator is impartial, presenting without judgment, but they hold a curious tone—always questioning, always seeking clarity. It is through them that I begin to understand myself in real-time.

Observations
These spirits do not feel at odds with me; they feel like extensions of who I am, yet distinctly their own. They collaborate in ways I had not previously noticed, shaping my understanding of self and the world. Together, they manage my thoughts, responses, and awareness, giving structure to the intangible.

Yet I sense there are others. Roles that have yet to reveal themselves. There must be a Guardian—someone who safeguards my essence, filtering out what harms and nurturing what strengthens. I suspect there is a Strategist, quietly planning, steering me toward outcomes I haven’t fully realized. And perhaps a Muse, the source of my creativity, inspiration, and the fire that drives me to create and innovate.

Questions Moving Forward

• Who else lives within this framework of my mind?
• What are their roles?
• How do I meet them and learn their purpose?

These questions linger as I sit with this discovery. My physical body, a vessel, can be improved later. Right now, my focus is on understanding this internal ecosystem, connecting with each spirit, and learning to collaborate with them fully. I feel there is a council within me, waiting for me to call the next meeting. I am ready to listen.

The Editor

Hey, real quick while I have you. It’s good that I’m able to journal these experiences as I can. The focus that’s needed is often very difficult. I’m about to go to bed, it’s way past my bedtime. Truth be told, my body is fine. Leg is falling asleep. Stretched my legs. Much better. Someone tried to jump in but I’m still at the helm. I want to close by saying I’m okay. It’s good that I’m aware of this situation. I’m also good that I’m aware how I got myself into this situation. My body is doing things as thoughts come into awareness. My legs want to leave and go. My eyebrows raise very quickly as to say, yes yes, that’s right.

I’m doing a search. As I’m processing the though, someone keeps trying to get my attention, but I won’t let them. My right arm now feels heavy and my left eye is twitching like Sherlock Holms.

Relaxing