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.
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