so since this is the sequel, yes, you’ve guessed it, there was a first one, and that means my tribe, that although i was listening, i’ve been doing shite at implementing. i guess it’s not an excuse that i grew up in the nyc, where a ny minute meant something. you had to rush to do everything. there weren’t enough hours in a day, and there still does not seem to be. this enlightenment shit is a full time job, and although i am on a mountaintop in puerto rico, best believe my ass is keeping busy, when i’m not letting epiphanies such as this one smack me upside the head. so what’s the deal with the impatience?
i believe that i think i’m going to miss it. whatever ‘it’ is, my chance to be of service, to matter, to count, to get in line for the rescue vessels? (don’t laugh, ever seen ‘the day after tomorrow’) dammit, I don’t want to miss IT… but here’s the thing.
i won’t miss what’s mine.
pausing for a second so that all layers of my being get that. i keep offering to be of service, and no-one has accepted yet, maybe it’s not time yet, maybe i’m doing exactly what i’m supposed to be doing, maybe i should keep doing it, and stop rushing the universe and i so in that case…
I need (yes NEED) to dance more.
because i’m happy when i’m singing and dancing and maybe it really all is about raising the vibration to be in sync with the universe and maybe i’m doing my best and i should heed the universe when it so lovingly tells me to…
slow the fuck down!!!
p.s. yea i’m not feeling capital letters today <shrugs> so going with the flow… sat nam lovelies… leave your siSTAR some of your thoughts. i really do want to hear them.