She concedes at last
’twas all for naught;
The knowing she craves
Cannot be sought.
Nothing to fight
Nor push against;
She lets down her guard
No resist, or defense.
When tomorrow is born
She will sense life anew;
For it’s only to Self
That she need remain true.
Opaque clouds of
Staring down old faces
Divide his tired
Reckless tidal waves,
As he grips the
Clinging tightly to
When sweet temptation stares you down
Do not despair for you have found;
That sacred place dwelled deep inside
Where vital sparks of you reside
“The future is born of those thoughts and feelings
we are allowing into our experience
~ Robyn Lee
Could not help but notice this storefront down the block from the center where I had my spine procedure Thursday. I took pause for a moment, wondering if anyone truly had the ability to see into the future, and would it even serve me to have such information? Quickly I took a photo and moved on. While prepped and waiting, I thought more about the concept of future, and conjured up the quotation (above). A certain calm came over me at this point.
Sending everyone gratitude and appreciation for all the wonderful wishes, and wise comments shared on my blog post Wednesday. They really gave me a much-needed lift. I so appreciate the exceptional sense community we share here!
As an update, I did well with the procedure (barring a few moans and screams) and will know how effective it was over the next several days. If it works, my family will need to hide my roller blades :).
In the meantime…still moving in the direction of hope and faith, and paying attention to those thoughts and feelings I’m inviting into my experience right now!
Much Love ~ RL