We don’t know what life will bring, but we do know we have control over our actions, decisions, and behavior. Each little thing we do emits a vibration that affects not only others around us, but ultimately ourselves. What do you want from life? How do you want to feel? Start by answering those questions and then begin to work toward manifesting them into reality. You want to feel happy? Think about things that make you happy. Do things that make you happy. Do not allow anything in your space that does not make you happy – people, places etc. Stand by your decisions and choices without the feeling of regret. Be proud of yourself every day. You will notice a change within you, and then all around you before you know it! It’s hard! It doesn’t happen over night! And no matter how happy we feel, we must continue to work at it. Sometimes we won’t feel happy, and IT’S ALRIGHT! Acknowledge and accept this feeling, then let it go with love and light! Keep shining brightly and loving unconditionally so your world within and around you will be the same. ⠀
She gazed out as the trees wrestled with glee. Their voices were the most prevelant of the wind chatter. The breeze cooled down her face.
“It’s time to go.” She said to herself as she looked back inside.
The warmth of the day felt so good as she enveloped herself in the sun’s rays. Parched, she reached for the glass as beads of water rolled down the side. The single cube clinked as she began chugging down the sweet nectar of life.
It was uncanny how quiet the world seemed despite the restless waves of air pouring over her. She couldn’t hear the routine songs for the day, nor the mindless chatter of endless languages that passed her stoop.
“Mr. Magpie must be taking a break from his tiresome post.” Her inner dialogue continued. “Perhaps he has a family to tend to.”
Then, she felt his presence. The spirit of a hardworking, focused, and magical ethereal being. Beating his wings lightning fast procuring a reverberating hum that jolted through her chest.
So sweet and soft the tired, little bee buzzed along looking for respite from his exhausting day. She willed him to use her humble space as a haven while he regenerated his life force for the trip home.
“Thank you for your giving nature.” He whispered with a grateful sigh.
Water pooled in the shallow dish of the lavender sitting between them as he lapped up the cool oceans of refreshing life. With one final glance he returned to the skies.
Om Mani Padme Hum.࿆ૐ
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The rays of sun burnt my skin leaving a pinkish hue that blazed inside me. A bead of sweat rolled down my forehead to my brow. The stiffening heat was finally thwarted when a strong brisk of wind broke through the thick air. The hairs on the back of my neck prickled with the refreshing burst of air flow. Jen, my closest friend, was short in stature but thick. Thick in body structure and thick skinned. Her harshness matched her dark luscious hair. Her skin glistened in the sun. The sand was cooler as I dug my feet deeper into the small grains of earth. It was time to run into the salty water that lied before us. “Almost time for class…” she sighed with a heavy heart that made me feel the weight of her words. I did a quick dip and returned to my scattered clothes that were baking in the sun’s heat. Their warmth felt good against my cooled off skin. We parted ways once we returned to the dorms and it was off to class.
The absent minded droning rang through my ears as the professor went on some wild tangent about his overly inflated ego. He enjoyed making up multiple syllabic words in order to reclaim his superiority over a fresh crop of first years. Luckily it was an amphitheater of 800 students; so sleeping, popping in some ear buds, or doodling went unnoticed. Then there she was. Her caramel skin was unparalleled. It looked as if she was fabricated from silk. Her honey colored eyes shone vibrant under the fluorescent lights. She had an A-line bob that was longer on one side lightly grazing her voluptuous bust. She had to be a 34 D and had a perfectly symmetrical hour glass figure. Even though she had curves she had a petite frame adding a delicacy to her. Being able to voyeur at her beautiful perfection was the main reason I attended the class. All of the lecture slides were available on line so there was no real reason to waste an hour of my time listening to some pompous know-it-all tirade about his magnificence. One day I would muster up enough courage to approach her.