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This morning I was waiting for my laser therapy appointment and, as I usually do for these sessions, I had my eyes closed to meditate. And by meditate I mean to block out the grossly overstimulating waiting room with its blaring cheesy movie, coffee table books that were not real books, and barely adequate staff communication. I kept getting sucked into the loud movie and I would remind myself I don't need that and close my eyes again seeking to maintain a wisp of the sereni

I noticed the other day that I have a resistance to believing fantastic things from time to time about someone I meet or hear about. awe-worthy muscadine grapes I wonder when this started to become a leaning for me. Have I always had this? Did I develop this at a later than average age if everyone has it? I remember in my psych rotation in school having so much empathy for an elderly woman who was convinced that her family was stealing money from her...I remember indicating t

Walter has been watching me write off and on and he wants me to share this with you all: sun smooch "Magic is everywhere and there are things and people you can't see and things and people you can see. Sometimes things are hard and different, but just find the light and follow your heart and dreams. They will lead you to the light. Sometimes you think it's about the money, but it's not. I hope you find this helpful. If you feel stressed, just remember that magic is everywhere