Dismantling constructed concept once cemented with concrete of confusion required a demolisher made of patience and humble help from handy helpers and holy hunches
For a while I kept counting my pennies and saving up on wit as I hoped to one day afford such necessary essentials without the life-term debt disclaimers dangling in my pocket book
Then one day the thought of being an Earth Life student pop up just like a sprout waiting to meet the sun to feeds it so it can release its creative power and experience expansion, growth and manifestation of its existence. I immediately made an agreement with the source of faith of this wee little oak tree next to the reed and the reed not fearing that this is an oak tree!
Were it me, I would wonder what on earth is God doing! Not the reed; it began to flirt with the wind while the oak is working out is muscle waving its gentle giant branches.
I figured the same energy that supplies for these species of creation can do that for me too! Come what may, I planted my seed in soil of thought and sprinkled it with whatever faith I had mustered in the deal of risk or no risk with Life. Night and day I kept poking in my consciousness to see what was growing in the forested garden of intelligence- reeds of resilience and acorns of affluence ready for the wind and storms to strengthen their spirit as they aim for the sky. The rain and sun enriched the soil of determination with temperance
Life managed the details and I managed my integrity and renew my agreement to honour this lifelong contract
For a while I kept counting my pennies and saving up on wit as I hoped to one day afford such necessary essentials without the life-term debt disclaimers dangling in my pocket book
Then one day the thought of being an Earth Life student pop up just like a sprout waiting to meet the sun to feeds it so it can release its creative power and experience expansion, growth and manifestation of its existence. I immediately made an agreement with the source of faith of this wee little oak tree next to the reed and the reed not fearing that this is an oak tree!
Were it me, I would wonder what on earth is God doing! Not the reed; it began to flirt with the wind while the oak is working out is muscle waving its gentle giant branches.
I figured the same energy that supplies for these species of creation can do that for me too! Come what may, I planted my seed in soil of thought and sprinkled it with whatever faith I had mustered in the deal of risk or no risk with Life. Night and day I kept poking in my consciousness to see what was growing in the forested garden of intelligence- reeds of resilience and acorns of affluence ready for the wind and storms to strengthen their spirit as they aim for the sky. The rain and sun enriched the soil of determination with temperance
Life managed the details and I managed my integrity and renew my agreement to honour this lifelong contract
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