Vibe Alone Quotes

I wished more people could tell the difference between the "leave me alone" vibe I give off all the times by accident and my actual "leave me alone" vibe.

I don't think I'll bother sleep again.' I shoot a look sideways at his irritatingly gorgeous profile. 'And if you even think about suggesting that you sleep with me for safety from now on-' He scoffs. 'Hardly. I don't fuck first years- even when I was one- let alone... you.' 'Who said anything about fucking?' I fire back, cursing myself as the ache in my ribs only intensifies. 'I'd have to be a masochist to sleep with you, and I can assure you, I'm not.' Fantasising about it doesn't count. 'Masochist, huh?' A corner of his mouth quirks up into a smirk. 'You hardly give off snuggly morning-after vibes.' A smile of my own curves my lips. 'Unless you're worried about me killing you while we sleep.

Focusing on positivity alone doesn't leave much room for the full range of emotions that enrich the human experience (and make having a connection with others possible).

Vibe of the day Here’s today’s vibe. This is all about intention. There’s no right or wrong way to get this intention running for you. Maybe meditate on it, say it, pray it or dance it. If the intention is right, the vibe is right! ‘Today I choose to surrender my independence. I choose to remember that I don’t walk this path alone. I am co-creating my world with my creator. Angels dance around me. As everything in the universe is made of energy, including me, I choose to welcome the energy of support and love into my life. Today I choose to walk with the universe, knowing it’s supporting every step I take.’ #ShareYourVibe ‘I accept that I am fully supported by the universe.

We were roasting marshmallows.” She quirks an eyebrow at me. “That’s what they’re calling that now? When I was young, it was just called flirting.” Heat creeps up my face. “I wasn’t flirting.” “Mmm hmm,” she hums. But she’s smiling. “Let her be,” my dad growls playfully. “What’s his name?” she asks. I’m purposefully obtuse. “Gonzo.” My dad snorts. “Gonzo is the fifteen-year-old who was hanging out with Pete, the mentor for the boys from the detention center.” “Pete, huh?” Mom asks. Mom knows that Pete’s the one who found me. “What’s he like?” I shrug. Her eyebrows draw together. “You get any strange vibes from him?” “Mom,” I warn. “Leave it alone.

Being alone is better than being with those who don't match your vibe.

AT LEAST FOR the immediate future, there would be no arenas in Young’s life—just the opposite, in fact. Returning to California, he reached out to Mazzeo, who had moved onto a communal farm in Santa Cruz with his guitarist friend Jeff Blackburn. A beach town roughly seventy miles south of San Francisco, Santa Cruz had a population of just over thirty thousand—a size that would have fit into one of the venues on Crosby, Stills and Nash’s reunion tour. Young told Mazzeo he didn’t want to be alone on his ranch. “There were still a lot of Carrie vibes there,” says Mazzeo. Mazzeo invited him over, and Young made himself at home on the farm. Blackburn had been playing local clubs with his eponymous band, and Young was fascinated. “I said, ‘Buck has

Young told Mazzeo he didn’t want to be alone on his ranch. “There were still a lot of Carrie vibes there,” says Mazzeo. Mazzeo invited him over, and Young made himself at home on the farm. Blackburn had been playing local clubs with his eponymous band, and Young was fascinated. “I said, ‘Buck has

I wished more people could tell the difference between the “leave me alone” vibe I give off all the time by accident and my actual “leave me alone” vibe.

Sometimes we entertain low vibes out of pure comfortability and the fear of losing someone and being alone.

How fucking pitiful is that? Daddy didn’t give a damn about either of us to have taken our mother from us, yet you keep defending him! That sickens me! And instead of letting that shit go and healing from it, you continue to crusade to clear daddy’s name! Get your ass some help and leave whoever that man is alone. From what I hear he’s a pretty decent guy and doesn’t deserve a depressed, crazy woman bringing bad vibes into his life.

You were really upset the other night. I know you were trying to put on a brave face, but it was obvious Darcy hurt you. Worse than you let on. Now “You were really upset the other night. I know you were trying to put on a brave face, but it was obvious Darcy hurt you. Worse than you let on. Now you’re agreeing to fake a relationship with her? Because of your family? Elle, if they can’t see how amazing you are . . . this isn’t worth it.” Elle ground the toe of her boot into the rug, tracing the singe mark in the paisley pattern from the Birthday Sparkler Incident of 2017. “I don’t really know what I’m doing,” she admitted. The lump inside her throat grew, forcing her to swallow to keep her voice from cracking. “I’m just tired of falling short, Mar.” Margot’s face crumpled. “Elle—” She jerked her chin and sniffed hard, blinking away the film of tears blurring her vision. She smiled and shrugged. “If I can get my family to take me seriously about one thing, see that I have my life together in a way that makes sense to them, maybe they’ll come around to the rest.” Margot shook her head. “So you’re throwing in the towel? You’re going to be like Lydia now? Dating the sorts of people your parents want and shrinking yourself down to be palatable to people who don’t get you? Who don’t even try?” No. God no. Elle wasn’t going to actually compromise who she was or how she lived her life. No, this was a blip on Elle’s radar, a pit stop, a means to an end. Elle wasn’t settling. She just wanted her parents to be proud of her for who she was. If she had to speak their language for a brief bit of time, what was the harm? “No way. This is fake. I just want them to understand I’m not the letdown they think I am. Maybe hearing how awesome I am from someone else, someone like Darcy who’s the sort of person who satisfies their whole nine-to-five I’m a serious adult vibe, will help.” Margot stuck out her tongue, eyes rolling. “Boring, you mean?” Elle shrugged. “Besides, it’s cuffing season and Lydia’s got a boyfriend. Jane’s got Gabe and Daniel has Mike and I’m just—Elle. I’m not exactly jazzed about spending another holiday alone as the black sheep of the family.” “Just Elle is pretty great.” Margot smiled. “But I get it. I mean, I might not be in your shoes, but I understand where you’re coming from. I just want you to remember that you deserve someone you don’t have to fake it with.” Both her brows rose. “And I mean that in all ways.” Elle cracked a smile. “Thanks.

As I’ve mentioned previously, an extraordinary life comes with tuning in to spirit and following our vibes. However, if we get bogged down in the lower frequencies of our ego, we simply cannot do this. This makes it necessary to let go of any limiting misperception that we are our experiences alone. If we mistake who we are, Divine spirit, for our experiences, we get stuck on this lower ego channel and lose our power to create. If we recognize our past for what it is, however, lessons for our souls to grow, we remain connected to our spirit and become resilient, resourceful, creative, and truly unlimited. That is the Divine plan.

And when I investigate my own problems, I speak aloud, even if I’m alone. Vocalizing my inner world invites my intuition to jump in at any moment and offer solutions I hadn’t thought of before. The more I openly ponder my challenges, the more quickly guidance comes.

If you feel that you can strengthen your vibes on your own without any support, you’re kidding yourself. Empaths and intuitives especially need supportive people to help us remain true to ourselves. We can easily get lost in other people’s energy and become drained, overwhelmed, and confused. I encourage you to actively seek out your soul supporters (those other six-sensory people who are listening to their spirit) as part of your effort to strengthen your inner channel. Find people you can connect with, who will listen to you, respect your vibes, and keep them safe and protected from negative judgment, including your own—in other words, your team. These people do exist, and you need to connect with and invite them into your life as fast as possible. Intuitive people are most comfortable with kindred spirits—we don’t do as well alone. As I like to say, even Jesus Christ picked 12 helpers before he went to work.

Being surrounded by such loving and believing eyes and ears has made trusting my vibes much easier than alone. It’s hard to learn to trust your vibes if you have to hide them from the people around you, so it’s important to seek out kindred spirits to build your confidence.

I'm on a journey with Memories leading to no where Leaving me of no where Where I can't sleep, but I have to sleep I want to shed tears, but can't weep I am sad, I don't know why I tried to remember, it made me cry I failed to recall, all alone in the hall She's in flashbacks, I'm living in sighs Ultimately, I'm going through void vibes

We have to lose some person's to regain our happiness. A person who even didn't choose me in my worst, I realized to let them go. I decided to vibe alone, but not with the person who can't match with me. I m free and solitary. Free like a wildflower in bare land smiling at sunrise. Some people make you happy when they left. Their absence is much peaceful than their presence. So let them go and feel free and enjoy solitude.