The Fourth of July Timing
I had an early nap last night without a drop of tear coming from my eyes, the day was exhausting my spirit was reeling and an early nap was enough to set my spirit free.
The environment with all its sediment kept spitting negative energy at me, I had to pull away from it and find a quiet place to sit. In the cool of the day master breeze passed my way and drench me in the midday sun.
I absorb the energy from the sun and I had no outlet for it run, so I set two bags cement on my head and a wooden box to store delicacy underneath my bed. It’s amazing how the spirit speaks, and you have to listen to your own heart beat and when the moon is by your side you can feel that warmth bubbling up inside.
There are days when the world enlarges around me, and there is no one to comfort me, I had to drink cold water from the faucet and saturate myself in nature. I become one with the plants and absorb the energy from the tree, and meditate in the silence of the day.
Sometimes the birds keep my company whenever I feel lonely; it’s a joy to watch the young birds learning to fly and the little duckling swimming in the pond besides their mother brings tears to my eyes. It is such a joy to watch them keeping afloat when there is little hope.
Whenever the day barks at me, I have to walk a hundred degrees in the sun to look at my destiny on the run, and when my vision is not clear I often walk to the cross roads and penetrate the four directions and lost myself in the dimension.
East west north and south will take you to where you want to go. The sun rises in the east and it sleeps in the west, it's cold up north and its warm down south, you must check your emotion and decide which way you want to go.
This day is different and the burden feels lighter and for the first time I felt someone walking close by side, I could feel its presence and a pure energy pouring from the heavens.
It is the energy from the sun that has everyone on the run and the fourth of July on which everyone relies gives me hope to cross over on the big boat. The timing is right when your mission is planted in the sky. Happy fourth of July.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2023
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