Of (De)light.


A moment of delight, and there were four colors of ribbon, and they created a silent symphony, broken into movements into moments into monuments of praise.

Today is here, and I got my Miracle, and may it allow me to dance and pray and serve all sentient beings!

Together we are blossoming and together we are nurtured and we are the nurturing, the source of nourishment, the pleasure-serum in the formula of exhalation.

And I am renewed with this breath: these wings are catching the wind, and no-thing can keep me from my good.

Like a delicate Orchid in a controlled-environment, you watch over me and keep me safe—allowing the sunshine to roll around on my tongue. AND WE’D NEVER FAULT AN EXOTIC FLOWER FOR GETTING HER NEEDS MET.

We are skydiving on yesterday’s resolutions and it is wonderful and blessed and yes. I AM A SOURCE OF HEALING, AND MY CELLS HUM ALONG WITH THE MANTRA, AND IT TAKES ROOT DEEP IN MY BEING. I am a source of healing; I am Light.

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