Change…my life path number. One of the only things in life guaranteed to us.
Stability. Hasn’t been much of that surrounding me on the outside in recent months…but I’ve been maintaining my spiritual center.
There is no perfect time to start your life or your dream, you know. There will always be a bill, and you will keep getting older. And one day, you will die.
Admit that you are fearful of changing yourself and your life. Admit that you feel rather powerless.
Admit that you are fearful, because perhaps you are just foolish for wanting to do something that you haven’t seen done before.
Admit that you are fearful because you don’t think you are smart enough…that you will be called crazy by your family…that you have no idea how it will all work out.
Admit that you don’t remember what your dreams used to be.
Chew on your own fear, and let your mouth fill with the acid of stagnation and the flavor of ticking clocks. Then recognize that being fearful doesn’t mean you can’t still be courageous.
I told a friend last night at dinner – if I cement my feet, how will I ever fly?
What would you consider as cement in your life?
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Your work is inspired by the neteru….those who live in us, the energies of life….thank you
Beautifully powerful. Thank you for sharing; I really needed to hear this. Peace
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You are welcome, Maria