A grudge is poison only to its Beholder. Judgment is always about the Judge. Negativity is the mere spark to endless turmoil. Hell is not a place, but the prison of a man’s closed mind. All war is an internal battle seeping into the small tangible hands of many. All cruelty and anger this world mutters comes from men who light their fire in Fear’s house.
Choose to lay your head down in Love’s sun-kissed attic. Explore the contagiousness of a kind heart. Play with all that brings a smile to your soul. Whisper your message to others, for the abruptness of your voice will have less power. Bless all you encounter with unconditional acceptance. Evolve slowly, methodically, experientially into the winged creature you wish to be. As gently as the sun opens the eyes of the world and the moon hushes her to sleep, softly shake yourself, and the world, awake.
Namaste, Laura Marie XO