Love Fuel

Last week I forgot that I am safe, loved, and protected by something bigger than myself and those around me.  I felt like a baby crawling across the freeway on her own, doing the best she could not to get hit.  That’s a scary bad vibe place to be.  I prefer to feel like a baby in the arms of an adoring parent.  Safe, secure, cozy, loved as I am, at ease physically, emotionally, mentally.  

I prefer when I remember to breathe into that.  Or am reminded to.  Get off the hamster wheel for a minute, and then perhaps another, and keep going with that fuel inside.  Love fuel.  Inhale all the way, exhale all the way, keep going through the darkness.  Enjoy this life while it lasts.  I’m gonna keep going.

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