Morning Meds; 2 15 20
We need not fight each separate wave that crashes onto the shores of our consciousness, for the pounding continuous expressions of thought are relentless.
They wash in, leaving their remnants on the beach.
We needn’t pick each expression up.
We can sort through the debris, gather the items we hoped to find, disregard the rest.
The unchosen will dissipate back into the sea.
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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