My brain “farts” It’s been rather entente for a few days, and I’m ” riding ” it out , cloistered in my room..
when this happened ….
I have no idea from where this song popped into my head , as I received guidance this afternoon , and I had to the note the change in intensity as Frank is so damn slow.. like a real fine bourbon …. I’m not sure I heard these songs as a child , but I was totally enamored with old movies , black and white of my grandparents time ….
Frank Sinatra
High Hopes
And these guys are so intense … and WOW I recall my own intensity , and how much energy and then drugs to step out of that .
Soooo glad at this time, ,I’m calmer, quieter, having for filled many missions , and lives within lives , for slow mo.
I’ve been struggling to be in this place without so many layers but I feel closer than ever to the goal of foundational stability and security , back to order , my bed , cooking, plants , walking in grass …so many joy filled things …
My 98 Jeep needs tie bars, and I knew that from a ways back when I had my helper and it was placed down on the list , upon moving last spring etc .
So that’s an expense but it’s necessary .
I love Autumn , as a winter baby, I like the slower pace , and the brilliance of the fall of the leaves , crunchy , then soggy , muffling Mother Earth like a blanket .
Perhaps it’s a symptom of being able to choose which realm you wish to be in…
However I discern a few spirits and ancestors having free reign of my head, on occasion , mostly for good .. A nod to the generations before me , and behind me …
Panic at the Disco
High Hopes
