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Ever have something so beautiful flow into your life? And you realized how good it was for you? To you? And your reflexes kicked in and you found yourself clutching it, grasping it, holding on so tight, squeezing it, And just as you settled into that white-knuckled grip of death, you rmind whispered to you…. You wanted it to be a ‘forever’ something, or at least a “long time” something And before you knew it, you caught yourself holding your breath as tightly as you were holding onto that beautiful gift And you caught yourself so focused on what tomorrow would bring, you realized today was slipping through your fingers and you hadn’t even begun to fully taste its goodness. The present was staring you in the face - So you brought yourself back to the moment, to the here-and-now and you decide to step into all of it until you’re completely saturated by all the promises it holds and you gave way to the beauty it birthed in you “Thank You” residing in each breath you take, lining each smile you give to the day. That’s how I feel. Loving every minute of it simply completely inspired. Comment Below |
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Beautiful my friend. There is nothing like it. Savor it, you’ll see that it tastes like sweetened condensed milk. Feel it, you’ll know that it’s like silk on your bare back. Hear it, the sound is the gentle breeze with thunder in the distance. Smell it…mmm lilac.
Nice.
Thanks G. I caught myself aready to lace up & run in the opposite direction until I remembered this was something I said I wanted. *sigh* The games we play…
Hmmm…like silk on a bare back huh? I can stand still for that.
Enjoy the moment sis and birth a new creative masterpiece!
Giirl, I’m trying to saturate myself in this moment. I think that’s what kick-started my novel writing again. :O)
Yes, I’m there right now. Girl you are the best at expressing what I’m feeling at the moment, in the moment. I love you twin.
It is a bea-U-ti-ful thang is it not Twin? I think I may just plop myself down & stay a while. You can be my neighbor. *giggle*