Movement and the shining face of acceptance.
No muddling here,
just a clear case of the making of manifesting.
I'm walking the path, doing the work, and opportunities are afoot.
I have an abundance of fear and excitement
and I choose to feel my way down the darkened hallways
molding my perception as I go.
Deep breath, and a jump into the unknown.
Elation gives me wings
and faith keeps me aloft;
the journey ever present.
I have fear, I walk.
I have joy, I fly.
I have words, I sing.
Keep moving, keep praying, keep working.
It IS for you, and you are a wonderfully ever blossoming creation of the ever evolving universe around you.
"All things around me are restored in beauty." Navajo.
