A Day of Observance

Today is a day that I can just be.  There is little to my thought processes.  I look around and see the diversity, and I think back to when I thought that America was beautiful for its balance.  Now that the mystical has unfolded in front of me, I know that a scene like this holds danger, thus it can feel like one does not want to be seen.  I am the frog in the water.  It is smarter to just keep acclimating myself to the water as it heats to a boil.  I will not feel the burn, I will just become the water.  Who knew that frogs are so philosophical?  There is a curse of negativity in the air.  I try to wall off my heart and dig a huge hole to put my inner light into.  I will then stay there and keep the warmth glowing on my skin.  I am feeling the moving between populations, and I feel lucky to be able to see, observe, and identify.  I saw one of the Egyptian royal twins on the bus.  He got off and the driver jokingly lightly played with the horn.  The Egyptian man just started laughing.  It was so nice to see him smile.  He is normally quiet and very serious.  The North Korean man has showed up again today at Fridley Starbucks.  He has a button down shirt that has some beautiful bright colors on it.  He looks great.  Today, because of some tunnel through, he is displaying that he is in some training for counseling, internationally.  I just sip my coffee and sit, allowing potential inspiration to move through me.