Morning Meds; 9 27 19
I was taught to be a watcher,
a watcher, watching me.
But if I look back over my shoulder,
I see an endless row of watcher.
The reflection of reflections,
as far as I can see.
Who is the original watcher?
Who is it that first watched me?
Who is at the end
of the endless watchers,
as far as I can see?
Author: Kevin Burleson
My wife Cheryl and I live in St. Joseph, Missouri. She is retired and watches three of our 12 grandchildren and 1 greatgrandchild. I work as a maintenance man at Highland Community College in Highland, Kansas.
I have a BA in Art with an emphasis in ceramics.
I am a second degree Reiki practitioner and BQH (Beyond Quantum Healing) practitioner.
I started writing spiritual related posts in 2018 and started sharing them on a few different Facebook sites.
This site is to consolidate and re-share them.
It is also to share short stories based on images seen while in meditation.
My hopes are that it will inspire others to use the powerful tool of visualisation to enhance their spiritual journey.
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