Conscious living: Grand Central Station

I spent a lot of my life wishing I was a cat. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I will just reincarnate right away into one for my next life…lol.

I believe in fate. But I also believe that we play our part to construct its design. There’s not much in the way of limits on what we can manipulate or maneuver in order to fashion fate. the one thing I do know, recognize & realize…is that one day we will all fall down. Meaning: the body will eventually surrender its service to us.

Which is fine. I’m okay with that. The scary part, I guess, is just, ya know, wondering how it will happen or when…

Not knowing is where the mystique of the unknown creeps in & fear rears its weird bizarro creepy face.

But, ya know, ya just gotta think about it this way…who cares….how or when. Cause fate has a way of finding us no matter what cards we play. We are basically powerless for that matter in that department, so….why worry?

And that’s fine too, cause life is fleeting & short as shit any way you slice it. 🙂

In a blink of an eye, we all pass each other by.

Some stay long, some leave us. But life is really all just a big fat giant Grand Central Station full of people gettin’ in & out of trains, on over to buses, cars, & cabs all day long. People are rushing, runnin’, walkin’, sprinting, sitting, or snoozed out. Crossing paths, comin’, goin’, passing through, traveling to & from all sorts of different destinations. Some ride together, some don’t. We have our drivers, passengers, leaders, followers. People who solicit, people who preach, sell things, steal things, meet for the first time or run into each other again. People making friends, networking, following routines or routes. Conversating, making small talk or connecting. Goin’ on vacation, trips, work, school, or just goin’ back home. Or maybe just getting on each others nerves & pushing each other out of the way to climb the steps, catch the elevator or ride in the front or the back. People text, tweet, snapchat or skype. Record things, snap pics, drink a beer, watch the game or play one. People wait, are late, eat, flirt, kiss, hug, hold hands. Drink coffee & energy drinks, chew gum, smoke whatever it is people are smokin’ theses days & read…..papers, magz, whatever the heck else work, school or pop culture requires.

Let’s rejoice in today. And the bus, train, path & journey we are on. And the person, people, things, animals, kids, events & experiences taking place near us, on it. Cause this moment counts. Everything in it counts. They are all precious pieces to the cosmic puzzle. And maybe we are all just here in this life, to recognize that.

Today’s power thought: “Today, i will slow down… so that I may recognize the moment & in doing so, I will recognize fearlessly, all life has to show & offer me, with an elevated heart, mind & consciousness. It is my pleasure to live in this very moment!”

Thanks Universe! For giving me another day, opportunity, the wellness & secret ambition to do so!

Peace!

JZapp 😉

Witch on board

I’m a Witch. A cosmic one.

“Hey slick, what part of that don’t you understand?”……..lol.

The word witch, is so poignant & compelling.

The very sound of it, is seductive.

The very vibration it carries in the air it’s hung…

The word: Witch

Lovely & free, beautiful & graced. Lighting little fires, cooking things to taste.

One who mends, blends, heals & reveals. One who glows, flows, dream weaves & feels.

One who conjures, one who sows….your deepest desires, she inherently knows.

One who grows gifts to give, shed, & share…to infuse delight into all those aware.

One who speaks truth…& whispers the little most magnificent praises.

One who draws upon love to navigate through the most difficult mazes.

She has a collection of books & an army of muses… a kaleidoscope of colors to paint however she chooses.

Witch…she is a warrior of Light.

A Queen of Fate.

A mysterious messenger of peace.

A demonstrator of beauty & kindness.

She walks off……….echoing billions of tiny feathered wings & things upon her trail.

Leaving eternal marks & white hot sparks.

She’s a smokin’ hot bitch!

She’s a Witch.

Oh look!…”There she goes…there she goes again…. racing through my brain……and I just can’t contain, this feeling that remains……”—-Sixpence none the richer


“Witch on board”

Copyright: 2014

JZapp

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