I Celebrate Myself…

I Reminisce (In Truth)

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And when you are reminded of the past, look at it without rose colored glasses. Those few words I just wrote, randomly,and yet, they make a lot of sense to me–my higher self is speaking again… A song just came on the radio and it took me back to a time and I begin to think in shudda, wudda, coulda terms, and totally forgot about the moments of anxiety, confusion and dishonesty that plagued the reality. I got caught up in emotion and those words yanked those rose colored lens from in front of me, and the sadness I felt went away, suddenly. So, looking back, I reminisce but with such knowledge and growth that I wish to never repeat that portion of my past again.


Author: ngalanjala

I Have Learned So much from God That I can no longer Call Myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself With me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul. Love has Befriended Hafiz so completely It has turned to ash And freed Me Of every concept and image My mind has ever known. ~ Hafiz ~

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