Those that cling to their judgments of yesteryear perish from its illusion…
One must let themselves be renewed in the present; as the old and baron are left to pass away. Let the patterns of illness and failures greet its own doom.
Stand still and know that everything is well. I can only know the truth of my own expression to know any truth at all! Let the measuring mind and fearful heart be still. Feelings can assist; as there are not placed in the driver’s seat. I Am moved by none of these things, and yet I may feel so many things!
This shall pass; as the discovery is born of what shall be. To assist, I can only let the fullness of it all continue unobstructed. To assist, I may blend to let creativity be. To know, I may honor the outworking of all things.
From a cocoon of detachment, my Being is nurtured from within. As a thought naturally rises from within, it may be useful now. The now is the only time to know the true usefulness of anything.
Creativity thrives; while all the illusions and delusions perish. How wonderful it is to Be creative!
