A Woman's Plight, Where Demons Tread

My Love,

I am so exhausted.

I gave and gave and gave of my healing intention to others yesterday.

The super cool thing is that I got to witness some amazing shifts for some clients.

Sometimes, my therapies are very well received and make a significant positive impact for people.

But I got in so late last night, beyond drained.

I am still way below “E” now, and have to get up and muster, again.

Housing, work, etc.

Miss you.

A Woman's Plight, Where Demons Tread

Looking For You

Closing my eyes and sinking into sleep, the brightest flare-flash to my right – near-blinding in its golden-white of dawn – rising early morning from a person’s form, interupting with a shadow briefly passing and then retracting in front of it.

Turning away from the first randomly chosen house’s pathway leading from sidewalk to door to my left that I was about to knock upon, I look right and see you walking toward me, your hands deep into pockets with eyes to ground.

As awareness expands, you look up, and then our eyes meet.