What difference does it make how I am treated by life? My real life is within.
-Angela L. Wozniak
I have a book that I retreat to when times are hard, I need a help line to be thrown, and maybe no one else is getting my dire drift. I randomly open it, read the meditation and mentally unwind.
A week of questioning - outsiders and those within, questioning my whys and wherefores, thrusting unwanted energy into my playing field, making the process of following my heart and soul an arduous task when it should be much simpler. Murky waters and not always knowing the next step, but being prepared to make a "feel" for it and hope for the best
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The found dog was the easiest part of the reuniting equation this week, the rest being at times a little ugly (from loved ones ?!) and more. Dog equals pure love, that is truth. Humans need work.
Blogging - an act of passion and sharing with my community. My blog for my city - under scrutiny by the geek squad and a legal beagle with hearty questions. Why do I care? Speak too quickly for my own words, when in fact, they don't care one iota about my truth.
I need some more lead in my feet, a little thicker skin and a healthy dose or self respect slathered on daily.
AMEN.
