There are some days we wake up and the forecast for what is ahead was delivered to us in our sleep. So when our eyes open there is a deep unsettling that nags our soul from the very moment it wakes.
And that’s tough for someone, like me, who preaches positive energy. It’s almost like a slap in the face from the universe. Like, “why are the dark clouds rolling in on me today when normally I’m the one chasing the clouds because of my natural high?”
The more I learn about quantum physics, the more I realise that storm was created by me. Probably days ago. Could even be weeks or months. That’s what I love about blogging. The reflection it provides when one takes a journey to dig deep into the stuff that makes one tick. In case you didn’t know, I like using the word “stuff”.
So just like a real storm, there’s a natural process for riding out the good, the bad and the ugly. Today was (my choice of words right now is imperative to how the rest of the day flows) an ugly day. I’ve been hanging out with the bad for a couple of hours. Maybe now the good will knock on my door.
Either way, I’ll live and find a way to keep pushing the boundaries of what my reality is.