Waking from a sleepless dream
A thousand stars colliding in unison
Cosmic wanderings of a moving soul
Awake to the beauty of it all.
I’ve lived in skies of purple
Sipped from the haze of a lazy sun
Drowned myself in the oceans of love
And floated so high above.
Days go past like trains on rails
And I feel the edges wearing into smooth
The bumps seem less shattering
And the highs seem so low
When filtering through the dust of a cosmic miracle.
Reborn in the mind and soul it seems
Everything is here and still in between
The days and nights and twillight scenes
Captured in the every day dream.
I read the words of the universe
Then let it free like a kite on a string
To fly into somewhere on the ethereal stream
Above and beyond
I received this letter from the universe the other day and loved it so I thought I’d share….if you don’t get the love letters from the universe, you should….Monday thru Friday my days are brighter…(TUT.com) letters from the universe.
It’s so tempting, Kimberly, to look at your present life situation, at whom you’re with, at where you work, at what you have and have not, and think to yourself, “This was obviously meant to be… I’m here for a reason.” And to a degree, you’d be right. But you are where you are because of the thoughts you used to (and may still) think, and so you are where you are to learn that this is how life works — NOT because it was meant to be.
Don’t give away your power to vague or mysterious logic. Tomorrow is a blank slate in terms of people, work, and play, because it, too, will be of your making. You will again have that sense that it was meant to be, no matter who or what you’ve drawn into your life. Nothing is meant to be, Kimberly, except for your freedom to choose and your power to create.