I don't like questions and inquiries that take the fun, whimsy, mystique and magick out of things. And I done impatient already. (that was my second thought). It came after my awakening, awareness of self. my attempt to reach higher Self, H...erGod, and I said I AM...and something else to frame the question : what i want, or wish for, or reaching for...and "i want to be busy, things to do, projects to work on" came to mind and the clarifying thought was, 'If i am not making any money, let me at least be busy and productive (in worthy pursuit)'. and that came without the mirror*
then as i drank my morning lemon water, i remembered my dream, at least one of them...I was packing...the packing that i used to do when i lived abroad...to come home...or went out on assignments..and the sense i feel it was wider than that...packing to go anywhere..vacations, even....cause i always took the kitchen sink. always huge life bags, that i seemed to want to squeeze everything in./..and this anxious sense i had about where i was reaching
but these dreams of travelling and packing, and airports///i need to fly and get there already..
then i came to sit in the breeze of the patio with my thoughts, and companion computer..to say, .Good Morning
last night going to bed, i thought of coffee...it would be nice to get up some mornings and have the joy of morning brought.offered to you, huh...
and i had a silent thought too...as much as I have enjoyed meeting interesting men in the last few weeks, and have enjoyed reading them like school case files/ i realize i am and will leave them where they are at. They are not ready, fit, or able to travel. and not in the speed nor distances my carrier moves. as'e
Love of Self as Premium and First is Powerful on a Sunday Morning
then as i drank my morning lemon water, i remembered my dream, at least one of them...I was packing...the packing that i used to do when i lived abroad...to come home...or went out on assignments..and the sense i feel it was wider than that...packing to go anywhere..vacations, even....cause i always took the kitchen sink. always huge life bags, that i seemed to want to squeeze everything in./..and this anxious sense i had about where i was reaching
but these dreams of travelling and packing, and airports///i need to fly and get there already..
then i came to sit in the breeze of the patio with my thoughts, and companion computer..to say, .Good Morning
last night going to bed, i thought of coffee...it would be nice to get up some mornings and have the joy of morning brought.offered to you, huh...
and i had a silent thought too...as much as I have enjoyed meeting interesting men in the last few weeks, and have enjoyed reading them like school case files/ i realize i am and will leave them where they are at. They are not ready, fit, or able to travel. and not in the speed nor distances my carrier moves. as'e
Love of Self as Premium and First is Powerful on a Sunday Morning
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