Dear Jessica, My answers are in blue. Love, God
I have these moments of clarity when I am looking for answers. Its usually when I am the most quiet. The most centered within myself. The noise is turned off. I can hear me. I woke up the other morning with one phrase of a song playing in my mind. It played over and over again. And then I listened to what that phrase kept saying:: Don't
Send her love.
She has been with me for as long as I can remember. She doesn't have a name, but she has this immense, powerful presence. She lingers too long in some moments, and too short in others. I've never imagined her to look a certain way. In fact I've never seen her face. But this voice of hers. Its so loud sometimes. Mean, in fact. She criticizes me in
Me.
I kept searching for this perfect blog post. Like it would come in a dream, and I would wake up and angels would sing and I would frantically write it down in my journal and poof! there it was. It didn't happen like that. If fact, it didn't happen at all. 6 day, 48 hour work weeks for 4 weeks will do that. So when I kept thinking