Though I'm good with the fact that intuitive thought has come to 'direct' my conscious mind to feel safe (rather than defensive and thus resistant) whenever my sense of courage 'conducts' the sum of my personal strengths to venture ever more deeply into revealing subconscious secrets that I'd kept from myself, it sure would be nice if I could coax my quest for self discovery (which mines my subconscious for additional strings of insight until my sense of emotional maturity develops the readiness to confront yet another unprocessed memory, which had proved so traumatic as to have burdened the terrified mind of an innocent child with a haunting sense of undeserved guilt) to harmonize with my desire to sleep later than 5AM!
As currently, my clock says 5:19AM, and as Ravi's parents are catching a flight to party on the coast with Barry, Marie, David, along with about a hundred of their mutual friends, guess who's about to welcome a sweet, one year old munchkin to enjoy a weekend sleepover at Gramma's and Grampa's ... suggesting sound reason to place my iPad aside, rest my mind and catch up on as many Zzzzz's as possible, thus readying myself to keep up with our little bundle of energetic joy, who plans to appear at our front door before noon ...
And now that intuitive thought has penned what it felt need to say for today, imagine my stylus pushing publish while my mind, body and spirit, smiling in anticipation of enjoying a weekend overflowing with heartfelt delight, hope to drift into a peaceful slumber for at least another hour or if I'm lucky, maybe one hour will stretch into two ...
Later:
My eyes just opened and upon glancing at the clock
Low and behold, guess what I saw?
I saw - 8:30 - staring back at me so melodically as to have
Drawn forth my smile as naturally as
Proves true whenever the maestro within orchestrates
The sum of my personal strengths until feats of
Mental complexity appear to play out so simply that
All that meets an observer's eye is
A well organized symphony of well practiced musicality, directed by
My conscious awareness, tuning into common sense, which
Alerts my sense of readiness to signal creativity to
Take an extra bow after each simple plan, offering
Change for the better all around, has soloed on center stage
And now that intuitive thought has challenged my
Conscious mind to orchestrate the second part of today's post
It's time to rest my mind while readying
The inner glow of my smile to welcome
My sweet natured, one year old grand daughter, whose
Squeals of delight, each time she's surprised to see me
Infuse my sense of well being with such depths of joy as to
Consciously treasure beyond measure
Every moment of sheer bliss experienced in her company
And with that said, my stylus is ready to push publish, again
Later:
My eyes just opened and upon glancing at the clock
Low and behold, guess what I saw?
I saw - 8:30 - staring back at me so melodically as to have
Drawn forth my smile as naturally as
Proves true whenever the maestro within orchestrates
The sum of my personal strengths until feats of
Mental complexity appear to play out so simply that
All that meets an observer's eye is
A well organized symphony of well practiced musicality, directed by
My conscious awareness, tuning into common sense, which
Alerts my sense of readiness to signal creativity to
Take an extra bow after each simple plan, offering
Change for the better all around, has soloed on center stage
And now that intuitive thought has challenged my
Conscious mind to orchestrate the second part of today's post
It's time to rest my mind while readying
The inner glow of my smile to welcome
My sweet natured, one year old grand daughter, whose
Squeals of delight, each time she's surprised to see me
Infuse my sense of well being with such depths of joy as to
Consciously treasure beyond measure
Every moment of sheer bliss experienced in her company
And with that said, my stylus is ready to push publish, again
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