Ngala-Najla

I Celebrate Myself…

Rain, Needles and Spaces Hoped For

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It’s raining, and I kinda like it. I do not have to work this weekend, which makes me so happy. I haven’t had the opportunity to truly breathe in a long time. I’m not even sure if I am breathing correctly, now.

Last night I had an acupuncture session and my therapist, Angela, who I love dearly, gave me a little extra love with some essential oils.  This was great, though  the session seemed short this time around. One of the hardest things to do is to get up and leave and travel home. It would be so much better if I could just transport myself home. It would be even better if I could transport myself to my own space, too…but that’s just another story.

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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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