There is no road map.
What constructs does your mind induce?
Anew. Limitless. It is all so new. Continue
Sharing my journey of change in hopes it inspires or creates feeling, thought, discussion. All are welcome.
There is no road map.
What constructs does your mind induce?
Anew. Limitless. It is all so new. Continue
This morning I woke up to fire.
The furnace hot, someone has been adding wood throughout the night.
I meandered outside, the evergreen tree line looked the same.
The heat in my chest burning through arteries to my head and back again.
There is a puffy white cloud in the sky that looks like a smiling zebra.
Once like that of a child.
I spring forth into a new millennia of thought and creation.
My heart spun in 1000 directions, my eyes open wide.
The celestial beings took me by the hand and greeted me in great pleasure.
I danced all night with them.
There we sang great hymns, great songs of praise, and love to the Almighty Creator.
Our essence shown itself through the marvelous galaxy.
Into the deepest depths of the sea.
We are united, and once again furthered, in truth into the unknown existence of that which is and will always be.
Once the aircraft is fitted with thick ceramic shielding, passing through the atmosphere is a breeze.
Until then, with your hair on fire, need you to remain calm and keep your chair in an upright seated position.
I love I found another different level of trust for myself. It’s so nice that when I just lay down and breathe, I ground into peace. I feel so good today. I love myself and life.
I love that I am safe, well, and able to take care of myself.
If only we knew the end.
If only we saw the beginning.
Realize the tide is highest at noon.
The further you go, good is sure to follow.
These steps precede the fall.
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An unimaginable quest. Made just for you.
Congrats! You kept going
Regarding history, time is the element.
A perfectly woven tale. A bow on top.
Amidst the confusion a white horse with wings.
An evangelical tide rushes in.
The proverbs of the holy, the disdain of few.
Imagine yourself in a carriage. What dreams may come. Only a night or two left.
Peace brother. It is aside you.
If this is a dream I pray to wake up.
If a nightmare, I can tolerate it.
Dear lord, what are your plans for me?
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I imagine something big for this little heart.
See you on the other side.
Goodnight.
I had a dream one night..
we were together
We have always been friends
Close content friends
But this moment was different and felt real
I can’t explain it
Now I see deeper into your eyes
And they seem to see deeper into mine
But it was just a dream
I See more, feel more
Even though it was only a dream
Experienced in another time and place
Yesterday isn’t today, and tomorrow isn’t tonight
I remember your face..
I wonder what I’ll dream tonight
Each reality it’s own impression
A bell that cannot be unrung
Though I know it was a dream
There in that space so kind and warm
An astral basket woven into realities stream
It was just a dream
But you seem to remember me now too
Life is funny
I’m glad we found each other here and now
We create under a new sun
Yet the same souls
Playing new roles
It’s okay to dream
It’s all coming back
In the moment we United
We found love again
A new way
A different life
Now friends, previously my wife?
I won’t overthink it
I’ll just accept
Dreams are wonderful
Friends this time
Thank God for you
It’s a millennia away
And yet you are with me now
I know those beautiful eyes
(As a kid and into adult life)
I created a story to feel safe (bc I didn’t)
about a perfect family (bc they weren’t)
It was necessary to get by (bc my brain wanted me to survive)
I used that created story to whip myself (rather than face deficit of support and broader terror that I was not safe)
It was easier than accepting the reality that I didn’t feel secure, for survival.
And that I can trust myself.
I wasn’t wrong.
I’m strong enough and safe enough now within my own self to see it.
They love me the best they can.
It doesn’t define me, or how I will love. It doesn’t define me!