When I waited for the perfect moment to deliver my perfect ideas for perfect living on Life’s terms, the treasures of the moment with my perfect elements for creating my perfect ideas kept going round on round on Life’s carousal aka Earth. Thank goodness that it spins at enormous speed yet slow enough to give me the opportunity to be ready the next time the carousal comes around to re-present Life’s offers
Trailer loads of ideas have gone amiss in skepticism and yet somehow were kept afloat with the hope of deliverance. The washing away of not always following my heart was like waves of storm-tossed sea rushing to shore, with an SOS sign. The grains of sand on the seashore could do nothing much to save me from my state of disorient. Father Abraham was long gone from his brood and the ideas of my own were in a league of his or her own with no shepherd.
Disoriented enlightenment was like a light with a glare so glorious it made me act ridiculous- so ridiculous- that I accepted that the moment is all I always have. Life appeared as though Death was really holding the fort until Life arrived- or- was it the opposite! For all I care, they could very well had been taking turns because Life alone knows how long the carousal had to spin and spin with cargo it wanted to personally deliver to me in which contained the thread to weave reams of dreams and visions birthing in my heart from so long ago.
Life lessons taught me about patience and not giving up on receiving exactly what Life has declared as my place in its kingdom with room for me in its many mansions and a workshop personally assigned where I can create and cocreate right conditions for Life to flourish on it’s terms. Life continues to provide.
Earth and moment- Life’s great messengers- deliver in the nick of time yet right on time, just in time always on a moment in time on earth and as if that was not already good enough, Life send its personally-endorsed guarantee: "if you are lost; when you are lost; come within and join me in your heart- time after time. The very moment you find me, the obvious trade places with oblivious to save you and helps you to live again, time after time"
Trailer loads of ideas have gone amiss in skepticism and yet somehow were kept afloat with the hope of deliverance. The washing away of not always following my heart was like waves of storm-tossed sea rushing to shore, with an SOS sign. The grains of sand on the seashore could do nothing much to save me from my state of disorient. Father Abraham was long gone from his brood and the ideas of my own were in a league of his or her own with no shepherd.
Disoriented enlightenment was like a light with a glare so glorious it made me act ridiculous- so ridiculous- that I accepted that the moment is all I always have. Life appeared as though Death was really holding the fort until Life arrived- or- was it the opposite! For all I care, they could very well had been taking turns because Life alone knows how long the carousal had to spin and spin with cargo it wanted to personally deliver to me in which contained the thread to weave reams of dreams and visions birthing in my heart from so long ago.
Life lessons taught me about patience and not giving up on receiving exactly what Life has declared as my place in its kingdom with room for me in its many mansions and a workshop personally assigned where I can create and cocreate right conditions for Life to flourish on it’s terms. Life continues to provide.
Earth and moment- Life’s great messengers- deliver in the nick of time yet right on time, just in time always on a moment in time on earth and as if that was not already good enough, Life send its personally-endorsed guarantee: "if you are lost; when you are lost; come within and join me in your heart- time after time. The very moment you find me, the obvious trade places with oblivious to save you and helps you to live again, time after time"
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