Just got back from a day filled with health appointments and juggling priorities.
I do have something awesome to share. For the first time in 2 years, I remembered which key opens my house. I have always had stickers on my keys to try and remember which one to use. It was take me so long to juggle the keys in front of the door, that I just let my husband open the door. But he had groceries in his hand, I so spontaneously went and opened the door with the right key in hand.
We both walked through the door and my husband stopped me in the kitchen. He said, do you realize you just opened the door by yourself with the correct key? And I said, no, then I responded, OMG that is awesome, did some soccer goal GOAL dance moves with complete joy.
Something so easy that people can do everyday and I was unable to do it. Today I officially did that. This is a milestone to be celebrated. Too big a deal not to share with my 420 family.
It felt good to be alive today, rain on my face, horses breathing down my neck, literally, getting horse nudges for more carrots. I could feel the soft warm hair on his cheek. How lucky am I?
Have a groovy growing day. I'm off to visit your journals now.
I am really glad that you had such fine day.
I shared in your joy today.
I personally smoked a lot of dope.
So you could say. That in some small way.
I wrote the following for us.
Sometimes Karma is pronounced -
I have hope.
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It is times like these that I have clarity.
Same as me saying I have hope. I have sanity.
Hope that all is not lost. All is not dreary.
For a short while I see the world clearly.
I may even have a bit of vanity.
Suddenly I am so keenly aware.
The darkness no longer gives its scare.
The circle closes at the pole.
The stranger starts playing his role.
Instead of looking away I just stare.
The gift has seen fit to visit once more.
The stranger is no longer a danger.
Suddenly there is no more sorrow.
I no longer fear tomorrow.
What was invisible I now adore.
So the man of many has become one.
His mind no longer on the run.
Finally relishing in what he can see.
Amazed at what could possibly be.
Welcome to The Return of Me.
Be well friend.