Back at it again with the inconsistency. Not writing the last two months has had me spiritually congested- I wish I could copy & paste the lessons I'm learning into others' heads, but everything is moving so rapidly that the only way to keep track of the motions, is to write them down. In the most lonely of times it isn't the writing that fulfills me.. it's the ability to give myself and another soul, if not a few, the chance to connect. Life isn't complicated, people are.
When it truly hit me how much control we have over our realities I almost hurled. It had never been so crystal fucking clear to me before that the only thing in my way is myself, and to not be afraid of my own power. It's when you fear your own power that you get yourself fucked up. I swear it's that simple.
"The universe lines up behind your intention and it does not judge." You have to want for yourself in order for the oversoul to meet you halfway, and it will. There are billions of realities to choose from every second and I cannot stress how much YOU ARE THE ALMIGHTY. When you say "I AM", the universe will support what you say following those two words.
Looking back on the last 8 months, I want to encourage people to know the magic they possess. I want to be another one of "those" stories that inspire you to not give up because your dreams are right around the corner. That shit is real. This shit is real. Everything you've ever dreamt of in some way, shape or form is real and you have to go out and not only find it, but create it. Because before your eyes, your reality of seven, or even 25 years will change in the blink of an eye and there's no specific roadmap of how to cope.
Before you know it, you've reached another level of life where you find a new form of gratitude. Where in the big scheme of things, it is in fact the most twisted and shit times that mold you into the person you are right now.
In life you could sit back and ask questions or make excuses, or you can just do.
It is how you deal with the fuckery that defines you.