An innocent heart

Updated: Jul 14, 2019

I love it when I can wake up a little more from the collective unconsciousness of the addiction to suffering.

Today, in my morning meditation, I busted whatever I had left over of the hard done by feeling, the victim consciousness, the one that isn’t receiving what it needs.

I metaphorically opened my eyes and noticed the abundance in my life.

I opened my heart to what I have instead of looking for what is not yet happening, instead of focusing on the struggle of what I cannot manifest and that I firmly believe should be the next step in my life.