This is me...

Feeling amazing. Much better even in general but also within myself than ever before. Me time is kicking off and I'm already looking forward to bathing and dressing in my zany clothes. I'm actually really enjoying getting to know myself and actually relieved about it. I always thought I was a failure on actually maybe a few levels but now that I'm starting to understand what my version of eclectic looks like I'm pleased with my choices! It's very nice to look back at a life and see it in a different context, a journey that set out to go somewhere and maybe even actually arrived! 

I did as I do, to be authentic, to be true. The people, the gods, resound, rejoice, so I suppose I must have, found my voice. 

I am currently living in a dream of earth on the astral plane and am starting to get nightmare introductions to Very powerful mega gods and the like. Wish me well because I also get scrutinised severely but it's all just based on (maybe the first!?!) exclusively altruistic type action! 

I went for a walk and prayed, prayer is sometimes sooo challenging that I actually hate it but I have faith in the process of looking for an answeor. 

I am a neuron I am a whale, I am a person, I'm prone to fail. It's this kind of self forgiving mantra I use to remind myself that it's great to dream but it's also OK to have it not work out.  Everyone is flawed and talented all together and it's the whims of fate that determine the outcome. So the only option besides dying of fatigue is to trust the universe.  It will all well out in the end because that's what defines the end of the struggle. Like how things are always in the last place you look because then you stop looking. It's written into the question as a fact about the outcome. All things come to pass is another related truth.  So eventually, everyone will be ok. I can't wait to see it. 

Things like spoons carry more meaning than a family crest, "the bent one", the odd one" and so forth. Slippers in good condition make a happy ever after and the prime spot on the couch is the iron throne (with remote control privileges). The everyday is where we dwell so why not exalt it instead of disdain it.