Signs of Guidance

 Early this morning I was lying in bed. It wasn’t quite light out. I was in a semi-meditative state, thoughts drifting in and out, centered around what makes for powerful change, what can I use to amp up the learning and awareness in my life and in those around me. Something wonderful came to me…fit so beautifully…and then before I knew it, it was gone. I had rolled over and the static of my mind had come in and buzzed it away.

I hate it when that happens.

I rolled back over as I have found that memory shifts from one side to the other. I did get another inspired thought…but it wasn’t exactly it. along the lines of it but not as poetic.

Long and short of the lesson: practice being still so I can hear my own answers…and take note of them.

I do know it had something to do with the power of words. I love words. I love to paint pictures with words. And I see all the time how our words are like the magic seeds along the trail to help me find my way home. Change a few words and get closer to or farther away from ‘the Truth’ of whatever it is I’m saying.