Yesterday I fucked myself up real good.

Right ribcage bruised as fuck.

Right wrist, elbow and bicep sprained as fuck.

Took a chunk out my left palm.

Note to self, when the scooter guide says don’t ride in wet leaves, don’t ride in wet leaves.

Thankfully nothing is broken but I hurt like a motherfucker.

Bruised ribs suck. That’s just the truth. I had dislocated my ribs when I was 24, 26 years ago.

When I took a full breath, I fell down and had no choice in the matter.

Bruised ribs, hurt, but it’s nothing I haven’t dealt with or worse before.

If I think about it, the accident could have been worse, I could have broken a bone or two. That’s why last night when I prayed, I prayed the same prayer I pray every night.

Thank you to everything for everything.

I look at my this way, god is literally in everything, everything in the universe is God.

Why not thank everything for everything and go about your day because God knows your thoughts and is there to be of assistance.

Why pray if god is the ultimate stalker?

Just say thank you.

You realize I’m a Táltos, an as any Táltos I have a mission.

For me, my mission is to wake up as many as I can.

It used to be, I had people climbing down my door.

This means, we’re close to whatever it is that’s going to happen.

That thing every empath has been waiting for. Feeling it getting stronger daily.

I’ve got something in the pot stewin’, what it is, I have to wait to see what pops up.

That’s life living in the flow.

I take an idea or a few and let it strew in my subconscious. My conscious mind will never be able to compete with my subconscious mind.

That’s what it means to give oneself over to the intuive mind.

The intuitive mind is far superior to the conscious mind.

The conscious mind is but a lens for us to experience the world and focus on one thing at a time.

The subconscious mind is the one driving giving decisions to the conscious mind. However the subconscious is running the show.

Allowing your conscious mind to be a slave to the subconscious is not what the intuive mind is.

I have had a tremendous amount of experience, to the point I don’t have to think, I simply know.

In the last sentence, think about what experiences I’ve had.

I’m an empath, telepath, and medium.

I’m a Táltos, a soul healer. In order for me to understand how to heal the soul, my soul went through some fucked up shit.

It’s why the only thing I fear, doing the wrong thing.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.