Angel Wings

When my mind is free of fear and my heart is full of gratitude, I feel as though wings will explode from my shoulder blades then gently unfold. Not small dainty wings, but big full feathered wings of an angel. And I will fly high above the earth and my heart will flood with joy. And this joy gives me energy and keeps me in flight. Joy is my fuel now. As food is my nourishment, may I never eat again that which does not give me joy. And when I want to give others joy or share my joy, I must think about what I have to offer, and when the transfer occurs, again I fly high into the sky and reap the rewards of life. For if I could do anything and not fail it would be flight.

 


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