Morning Meds; 9 14 19
As I sat,
it snowed stillness,
large flakes of nothingness.
Silence accumulated,
piling upon me,
burying me in a drift of bliss.
Tag: healing
Sharing
Morning Meds; 9 17 21
Share what you have and it will be shared back to you.
Give relentlessly and allow the return to flow back through.
Once begun, only you can suppress the current.
Healings
Morning Meds; 9 16 21
Healings come as we begin to believe and accept what Consciousness already knows.
Meditative Imagery 