Oh dear work did not pan out like I thought it would, turns out Jeremy has had the computer for two weeks but has not set it up yet !
If he had just thought to tell me this weekend K and I could have gone and set it up. I got up at the crack of dawn, did house work and packed lunches, bodybrushed and shell and i had our ritual cold morning shower, dressed, hair, make up and now have NOTHING TO DO !
So on that irritated note, have some pictures to share of the weekend and to chat a little on stress.
I was reading a book called "women heal thyself" and one line really jumped out at me. " Its the things that you don't do that you know you should do that cause you the most stress" I was just blown away as this is so true of me. My intutition goes waaaayyyyy beyond most people and for so long I have kept squashing it, and I get told to do things and I ignore them and reason myself out of not doing them but over time, and when alone, I do listen, I get rewarded with being plugged in and a feeling of being in the flow and I am just sick of feelin , I can't live and do as I please as so and so might......whatever.people are so quick to tell you to keep your opinion to yourself or not just listen to what you have to say but they feel so free to tell you how you shouls and shouldn't can and can't run your own life.
I KNOW I MUST NEVER EAT DEAD FOOD AGAIN so in that light here are some pictures and my thoughts.
This buddhist women has the robes, bells and smells in public but she is eating a CHICKEN curry.She has a dull aura and her skin on her face says it all.
people seem to need to eat ALL the time and they will eat ANYTHING. These two are both going bald, their tummies are touching the table and the dead carcasses next to them don't worry them at all.
They are all so out of touch with what God is trying to tell them.
They look so degraded and lost.We are made in the image of the most high and are bodies are temples to our spirits, we where given a garden to live in and fruit and herbs to eat. What have we done ?
Even the babies are sad.
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