OUT OF PLACE, BURIED NOT FAR UNDERNEATH

I can quickly forget about gratitude and get distracted by the mess. My fear and resentments are louder than the goodness if I don’t remember to go slow and look at my whole life. Most of the bullshit is because I give my joy away or let the fear make decisions for me. I am blessed and my life is mostly magic when I get out of the way and I’m kind of awesome.