Morning Meds; 10 8 22
As we wave our minds through the fog of solidity we begin to see that nothing is solid.
Not you, not me.
We exist as a mist surrounded by a fog in a cloud of imagined realities.
Ever changing, constantly reshaping ourselves by whims, beliefs and intentions.
Our greatest strength is our fluidity.
Our greatest solace is that we can always change.
Our greatest tool of transformation is realization.
Our greatest guiding direction is always love.