Purging Puratory

The moment to moment whirlwind state of my mind is a sure-fire indication that it had enough of the grin-and-bear-it conditions as a prescription of making it through each breath alive.

Pliable functioning of the innate intelligence that manages every fibre of my being knows exactly what mind was talking about when it began to spew its backlogged complains in to the body until the body manifested mind’s needs- restored integrity of its dignity and ignition of its instincts.

While body did not appreciate the deteriorating toll, it somehow already knew that it can carry on with the business of housing the spirit and soul in the same temple as the mind and still thrive. I tell you, resilience is an ingredient that grace’s even the most abhorrent attitude when mind knows exactly what makes God heed its call. And of course the God who had already helped prepare the mind to behave like the mind answered every one of mind’s salutations with utmost compassion.

God continues to clean up the crevices of my mind