Foul Play?

Foul Play?


biggalice:

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This Thing Called Life.

I have parted the wild horse’s mane and gathered treasures in the vase. I have read the ways of the Scholar Warrior and pondered Lao-Tzu.

I have tried to live my life like the river, forever flowing. Around large obstacles and washing away small ones. Working on those in between until resolved.

I think I have been doing it wrong.

I have allowed certain challenges affect dangerous meandering. Impediments that should have eroded, instead unnaturally influenced my way.

I am now learning how to listen to my soul, and let it shift my course. To avoid the dark morass that will leach my energy and cloud the water.

I hear birds chirping ahead.