Mental torment muffles the sounds of these messages though that are fighting through resistance to seep through.
Once I get past my own bullshit the clarity will ring true.
I’m flowing closer to oxygen now, inviting high vibrations, moving closer to a break-through.
On the other side of acceptance is where I will find forgiveness and one day offer a thank-you.
I’ll be set free, on the other side of hope,
With gratitude for how much I’ve learned and how in the future this experience will have helped me to cope.
In the meantime I pray for open space in this headspace.
I invite peace to allow for rest, and for the universe to hold me in a precious hope chest.
I ask the moon to carry me over to another day,
Where a clear path lies, no obstacles in the way,
And I can listen to the messages and open my next doorway.