How lovely, how perfect
Such grace and ease
Take a peek – we.
I had a power dream
The morning of my 72d birthday.
A wild insight
An odd happiness
This is what I got…
That it’s almost impossible
For soul to get all the way through here
Soul is present and smiling (sort of)
But basically not expressible by us
( We don’t know that it’s possible)
So everybody is off the hook..
In case you were judging anyone….
The density of the thought forms here
Is thick, (created by our joint minds)
But oddly all is well
This aspect of us
Is humming along
But when I give a nod in her direction
This eternal part of myself
“feeds me-she doesn’t need me”
(Sounds like a Mick Jagger song )