The art of daydreaming
Or should I say the power of daydreaming. What is so wonderful about today is that my dreams have become my reality. I did make it, it did come true. The reality Daisybud once imagined Daisy now lives in daily. How awesome is that? It may or may not be the result of a metaphysical abracadabra-calling-forth-from-the-ethers magic spell. It may or may not be because when one sets a mental intention our actions naturally lead us in that direction. It could be luck, chance, fate, destiny. All fun options to ponder, but better yet, why not just enjoy that it is. It is a powerful gift (as in present from the ...universal IS), and I am grateful to have it.
Next prestidigitation? I'm dreaming of a new space for my baby empire, my darling group of brainiacs. One that will house the entire group with all our toys and surround us in good vibies to call forth ideas that will change the realities of many many others for the better. One that has the lunar energy that springs off papago park and the monastic might from camelback mountain. One that watches planes fly by. Come to me...come here....here.
Next prestidigitation? I'm dreaming of a new space for my baby empire, my darling group of brainiacs. One that will house the entire group with all our toys and surround us in good vibies to call forth ideas that will change the realities of many many others for the better. One that has the lunar energy that springs off papago park and the monastic might from camelback mountain. One that watches planes fly by. Come to me...come here....here.