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Having spent 52 years obsessing about what is. Why, why me, why to me…seeing with eyes of lack rather than really seeing and understanding that all is truly well. I have always been taken care of in some way or form. That I chose to see thru those eyes, judging my life, focusing on what should be happening, talking to everyone about it, trying to force what I wanted…only calling more of it into my experience. I put out so much resistance all these years. I feel I have a new set of eyes. Now, I stop and look around, accepting all that is and removing it from being who I am. Seeing the light that shines all around me. Happy Sunday 🙏🏻🌼