Aug 14 in Meditation 🧘
BLINDING IN THE NIGHT …
Let's let it run, the ants run across my skin. Red, feeling the anxiety of what was once the disaster of my being. Wanting to run from this environment, I feel the infection, I feel the need to run and not stop. Searching for peace in my being, I feel how others dedicated themselves to destroying me, without pain and for pleasure. How it bothers them to see me grow and I couldn't see it. I want to see them all grow, I understand the vision, it is clearer than my being. Respect everyone's differences. Breathing to not lose control of my being, for everything that happens to me. Negative energies calling my being, wanting to fill me with hatred, resentment and sadness everywhere.
Living what I dream of, sharing with the beings who love me with every being. Loving this moment with all my being. Full of hope for one day to see my being everything that one day I wanted to have. He left no small detail in my dream and added additions that I never thought I really wanted. I work, I mold and keep working and molding. The light is clear in my being, I see my children grow up sitting without knowing if I will have what to eat or how to move, taking care of my being for those I have to help grow. Being a strong mother is an honor and above all a pleasure. Have the goodness of being able to raise them on the path of good. I rise and disconnect when I am with your being, I don't need anything, you recharge and heal me. The sound of your birds inspires me to grow and follow the path of your being. Singing to you, breathing to you, writing to you, talking to you, dancing to you and admiring you everywhere. LOVEELLA
What do you all think?
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BLINDING IN THE NIGHT …
