A gift deep inside is rumbling its way out
Doing what I do with my mind is beginning to wake up the empowerment of the mind that had been lying fearfully latent in the belly of the womb of the earth hiding under a stone.
Another earth lesson:
Confession is not hiding in wooden box in a dark room with another human musing at its catch
It is discovering soulfullness in saying hi to the world while wearing my ‘this is me vest’ tattooed in my mind’s eye and illuminating the whole wide world, wildly
Hiding myself was the sins- the mortal sin that God was making sure I coughed out just like Mrs Doubtfire helped “stew” eject the cayenne peppered delicacy- a great analogy to help me describe the hell way of unhelling hell.
Cheers to Mrs. Doubtfire for that pleasant trigger
Confessing all that I believe in has erased what I no longer need to save myself in defense dungeon. That has freed up a whole lot of space and my womb of production is ready to conceive like it never had or never would even if I had a lifetime of giving births to multiple births.
Thanks Spirit for setting me straight when you reminded me to remember something I forgot to remember- there are many things to give birth too and I had almost forfeited mine.
My apologies and, thanks you for all the stones I had to unturn in my mind to upturn in the labyrinth of truth. The difference between turning stone in a maze and turning stones in a labyrinth
Doing what I do with my mind is beginning to wake up the empowerment of the mind that had been lying fearfully latent in the belly of the womb of the earth hiding under a stone.
Another earth lesson:
Confession is not hiding in wooden box in a dark room with another human musing at its catch
It is discovering soulfullness in saying hi to the world while wearing my ‘this is me vest’ tattooed in my mind’s eye and illuminating the whole wide world, wildly
Hiding myself was the sins- the mortal sin that God was making sure I coughed out just like Mrs Doubtfire helped “stew” eject the cayenne peppered delicacy- a great analogy to help me describe the hell way of unhelling hell.
Cheers to Mrs. Doubtfire for that pleasant trigger
Confessing all that I believe in has erased what I no longer need to save myself in defense dungeon. That has freed up a whole lot of space and my womb of production is ready to conceive like it never had or never would even if I had a lifetime of giving births to multiple births.
Thanks Spirit for setting me straight when you reminded me to remember something I forgot to remember- there are many things to give birth too and I had almost forfeited mine.
My apologies and, thanks you for all the stones I had to unturn in my mind to upturn in the labyrinth of truth. The difference between turning stone in a maze and turning stones in a labyrinth
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