>It began with sleeping in. I got up, sat in meditation and made my way downstairs. Chuck left me breakfast- blueberry pancakes and eggs. I ate my food, watched an episode of Oprah and gathered my things to head up to my writing/healing space for a day of writing and researching.
At 4pm I left those tasks, went into the house, pulled off of my pajamas and put on sweatpants and shirt, and went for a walk in the woods by my house. While I walked I realized I am home. I am home. I know what it feels like to be home within myself and it is good. It is me. I am free. There was nothing pulling at me- no outside energies tugging at me. I am back home with myself and it is where I now stay (that is until something tugs at me again, which so far things still do).
The rest of the evening was spent with a friend. We had dinner, saw a movie and went back to her house and became inspired by our upcoming radio show. The day was perfect.
In the past I woke up and said I am going to have a good day- as if at sometime at some unforseen moment in the future I will. But today I awoke and said it is a great day, and then the day happened and it was.