Control and I were in hot pursuit of this thing called Freedom...little did I know I was riding in the back of the paddy wagon.Read More
It felt like the rain was my EGO. Constant. Expansive. Soaking EVERY inch of me the ground that it could reach.
And then there were those water jets of #resistance. Pushing UP toward the light. Go against the grain. Putting on it's own kind of show, never caring that there was an audience of ONE (soon to be none) probably due to the rain...
SELF WORTH. Ever present. Consistent. Unwavering. Focused. Not concerned with who might be watching...or agreeing with it's path.
BE the water jets. OK. I was as ready as I was ever gonna be.
It was time.