Grounded

Across the road To arrive back into the norm. We either spiral or straight shoot directly there to pick up from Parked. Gathered flamboyant lessons displayed for your ever frequent epiphanies, dispenses from the vault of many challenges to face using skillfully tools developed between periods of salutary mind fuckery enables self to operate this vessel. To be simple. Not giving a shit about what's not worth time contributing to happiness. About caring as if you owe a fuck that you just have to give back. When finding sleeping to be only peaceful when sleep finds you. Speaking clear when you hear the mumbling talk or chatterbait and others are afraid to be that one to say. Sharing information. Helping out others just cause. Doing things that are positive because you could. Choosing to give gratis without contracts and paybacks. Behaving in harmony. Showing Appreciation. Expressing gratitude and accepting what is all of circumstance. Processing everything. Practice of choice from the heart not the mind. Digging. Root worthy knowledge. Planted, nursed, and cultivated. Getting down and dirty, mowing the loan cutting the grass, watching it grow. Learning what triggers you, push ya own buttons. Wait! What buttons? Why do you have buttons? Standing firmly, baptized. Child, rend of the seed