10/22...
days like this I wish too go to bed faster.
stress overwhelming me with responsibilities...I remind myself too relax.
mind racing 1000 miles an hour.
i laugh. I make fun of myself for recognizing my own chaos.
i write my thoughts and goals on a white board.
i stared at it with manifestation in mind.
if I don’t stress, I don’t do. Is what I say to myself....
although subconsciously worked up.
my conscious knows . Your on the right path. Deep shadow work I was born into.
10/22, my lucky numbers. I pray and then I Do.
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Hurtbutterfly (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I’ve always felt my birth date to be Somthing more then just the day I was born. I feel it’s mystical, I see it every day ironically. As well as being a Libra the number 22 gives me a sense of balance. On my stressed days I remind myself fate finds me. ...everytime
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You are one of the lucky ones who have the wherewithall to control those confusing negative emotions and put them into perspective..... try to stay positive, times will get easier eventually.
Well, you've wrote the poem, so you've not gone to bed yet! heehee. Good write.
I know this feeling well, too!
And interesting what you think about your birthdate numbers, I have similar thoughts about it too. 🙂 Cool that you have a go to thought when stress gets the better of you. 🙂
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