Once again, she divorced me today, I never get a say!
Autonomy protects her name, what a pity-what a shame.
Re-activating my feelings about feeding these thoughts, keeping me from achieving my Perfect Imagined Life.
Looking with my inner eye, blackbird go bye-bye.
Feeding her created reality brings ‘NO ONE’ peace, I won’t let her f**k with my Chi.
I am Master Creator of my day, shout it out in a Good Morning moment.
Lift your heart up in praise, Peter Tosh has something to say.
How am I going to get what I want today? I am going to understand my purpose is for exercising my muscles. The mind is a muscle. These relationships rarely last a life-time. Appreciating the simplicity. I entertain thoughts that encourage and progress me all the better forward in my purpose to find ‘what works best’, for me!
I go to Rugby practice abstractly representing Mother. The college team invited me. In reality, the assistant coach plays mommy role. (I think every situation has a mommy, daddy, brother, sister, gmom and so forth! It is my goal to see what the situation is in need of ,if I am going to create a place for myself in this group. I can get on with Anyone/Everyone. With the understood purpose of going to get the exercise, I no longer need to behave in a desperate manner. I am not asking those girls for anything they are not offering.
Yesterday, I played a sport for the first time tobacco free. I love my life.
May you be free, as I wish myself free
P.s Currently, my morning routine finds time for Oats and morning movement jam, before heading out for some Indignant Servant work.