Do you get dressed out of the laundry basket?
I am happy, well at this stage of the year, that I have met my goal. Well, you see, sometime last year I was chatting with my dearest indigo friend, JH that I would want to write as much as four entries a month. I shared with him the reasons why I wanted to do so. Why these writings were important to me and be a part of the Universe. I told him that it would be my voice to reach out, to be heard and alas, to get what I would (always) be looking for.
It is not about sharing my thoughts on earth. It is not about teaching another human nor to motivate him/her. It is not about feeding my ego. It is not about nourishing and creating my hunger greed nor providing an enrichment to my insatiable appetite.