First, let me clarify what I mean by The Devil.
I’m talkin’ about Bullshit and Negativity…not some guy in a red suit with a tail and weird eyes. No. I’m talking about that soundtrack of doubt, fear and frustration filled anxiety screeching in my head. It’s trying to take over my mind but Dammit, I ain’t goin’ out like that, homie.
This is me claiming my Mind as my own. It is not a playground for Ego driven angst and stress. Screw that. Too many black women die from stress everyday. I like living. I love my Life.
Moon Mother shed her light on me and I released a lot of energy. Those empty spaces are only to be filled with Good, Happy Thoughts. This is my affirmation.
I Am In Love With Happiness and Delight. I Am A Magnet For Love and Fulfillment. My Goals Have Been Reviewed And The Rewards Are Mine To Enjoy.
Now for the ceremonial brushing of the shoulders.
…and so it is.
Even though we’ve seen this episode a million times, it’s still a family favorite. Hank Hill joins a co-op and discovers what real food tastes like while fighting the establishment.
If Hank can do it, why can’t we?
Whole Foods is ridiculous. I’m still waiting for our Trader Joe’s to open and everything at Publix tastes the same. Don’t we deserve good food?
We do…but that isn’t why I’ve called all of us together today.
This is the tale of a mom and a son enjoying good, wholesome television…together.
At least, I think it is.
Either way…I’m enjoying this moment.
Source: Quick Note. Morning Gratitude.
This is a magical feeling.
I am GRATEFUL for my LIFE. It’s a Blast.
I’m at work. My commute this morning was BEAUTIFUL.
Mother Moon lit the way. Her bright light illuminated my way here. I am her daughter.
She Loves Me.
Thank You, Divine Mother for such a WONDER FILLED Super Full Weekend.
Art. Music. Love. Illumination.
Source: Super Blood Moon Weekend…Nice.