Morning Meds; 12 13 21
All my fears appear in my future.
All are subject to change.
Most have little validity,
unless I choose to breath life into them.
Beside each is the alternative possibility of
how things can go well or even better.
The one I focus on will bring about it’s end result.
Focusing on the moment offers peace in our created storms,
storms created by the energy of fear instead of the energy of trust.
(My heart goes out to all those impacted by the tornado.
Their fears are in their present moments.
Theirs are real, not imagined.)