On This Sunny Day

I had a pretty free flowing day.  I went to physical therapy and that leaves me feeling pretty tired, but I did catch lunch with my mom at Kim's Vietnamese down the street from my house.   There is servitude that I feel, but I try to leave my mind to be free when I write.  It brings through energies and subjects that can be interesting and cathartic.  Physical therapy has given me a surprising place for me to just have interesting conversations while I work.  The discourse flows easily, and thus the time does as well.  It is time to take on academia, wherever you find it.  Wiccan witchery (and some Pagan), and wizardry needs to cease.  Ritual should give way to schedule with some room for sway.  Try for perfection, as you see it, not as the should be's of the world which are also Wiccan witchcraft.  Stop stealing and start to pray with earnestly.  Beauty will come from birds in the sky and leaves on the trees.  A smile may mean so much more, and connection will be seen as heavenly, wherever it comes from, and in whatever being it comes from.  Just tonight I greeted a dog that looked like a coyote (that stands for trickster in Native American totems) by putting my hand out and he shyly licked it with his soft tongue.  This act made me miss a bus, but another came quickly.  I feel the noose slipping from my neck, and the reality of MONK is coming discretely into my life and my presence.  I picked up a Zen Monk on the bus today.  He looked a little confused.  I welcome the monastic presence, energy, and lifestyle.  My empathic core will express itself through mimicry and I feel like the Wiccan Witchcraft that has been practiced against me since I was a baby, will no longer have its hold and power.  These monks, in return, may feel a new power, in community, and a certain PEACE that never even come from meditation practises before.  I was made a Wiccan "charm" by a coven by the time I was 3.  There should have been nothing left of me.  I am FEMALE, and I am HETEROSEXUAL, but those witches, and others, keep abusing me, publicly, by saying that I behave like a male in how I relate, and that I must be gay.  NO those molesters are gay, and what they are doing is a major SIN against God Almighty and the order of The Heavens that will be.  They will be confined to the hell that they create with each other.  Churches will no longer be so welcoming of these witches and their verbalizations, once these Buddhist Monks tunnel through to show their true demonry.  It is not possession, they are just that evil.  As things clear, I feel that free love is coming to be an actual reality for me in this very calm and peaceful place.  My pain, at all levels, is giving way to my effortless butterfly wings.