The light is right. Negativity cuts my skin, nail, hair, teeth, and eyes. I am blinded at times, but my focus on the light that is right is my goal morning, noon, and night. I burst into an inner sunshine to do the tasks of the day. I clear the clutter and I thaw the butter. I mist with gleaming past sunsets in my soul, and I remember that which I can grasp with the nimble remembrances I have at my disposal. I am here as a substrate and as an active ingredient. When I move, I feel the flow of the no's, so I sit silent for a time. As I write this, my ears begin to ring. My inner soul warrior will now sing. Reality of spiritual warriorship is the proof in the pudding. Soon Easter will rise, and I will be a mentor for a defined cross and a defined crossing. I am in the crosshairs today in print in Spain as I see in the map in my brain. It is a guessing game that is for others to explore like the most elegant and extravagant scavenger hunt. Be your own explorer and eschew the negative. Become the delight and look something up tonight. Vie 112
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