This weekend was kept to a mellow. Was kept stationary still and quiet on my constant meditation. Friday I had a refreshing time, and by Monday night on a Laborless day my mind is steady working. I am usually comfortable around beauty and saw myself, laboring to keep myself focussed on the beauty of the moment. I am now just turning the volume up on my thoughts. I am making music and breaking through the creative block. I give thanks for the right inspiration. Is there a such thing as wrong inspiration?
THOUGHTS AUDIBLE #12