Manifest What?

O!  O! Just oh!  So many times in my life I knew the lesson all along.  But when I'm not in the moment, you know spacing out, I forget what I'm doing and where I want to go.  So this is not a blog about mindfulness, although, I plan to focus a great deal on it.  In this moment, I look back and see how I might have done things differently.  The very little things. I have a need to explain myself.  It is my need, and while some may feel they don't need an explanation, I, nevertheless, have a need to share the backstory.  What I say is not fictional.  What I say is my heart manifested.  My words are my prized possessions.  I'm not special, but I believe what I have learned is so valuable that I must share everything I know and everything that I am to someone who dares to know the heart of a stranger, the heart of one's self.  I AM manifested.

“What I say is my heart manifested.  My words are my prized possessions.  I'm not special, but I believe what I have learned is so valuable that I must share everything I know and everything that I am to someone who dares to know the heart of a stranger, the heart of one's self.  I AM manifested.”

From www.etymonline.com:

manifesto (n.)"public declaration," 1640s, from Italian manifesto "public declaration explaining past actions and announcing the motive for forthcoming ones," originally "proof," from Latin manifestus (see manifest (adj.)).

Goal:

To change my daily habits.  Mindful religiousness.  Know where I'm going and utilize the tools in my knowledge base to get there.

Warning:

DO NOT MISINTERPRET.

She had a lot to say.  She had a lot of nothing to say.  I'm a tool well along the fool's journey.  You may just enjoy the show.  Don't forget the popcorn. And a tissue.