An anxious film coats the palate of the black sheep.

An anxious film coats the palate of the black sheep.  The clock isn’t moving, the hands are moving.  The time is now.  Back home in the still silence of a late December evening,  everywhere to go, but back into the coffee shop goes the wanderer.  Life is so much gentler in there, the energy so sweet – a choice.  Pick the mug up, put it down, love the sound – especially ceramic on granite, or whatever material this re-purposed outdoor furniture is made from.  Mm, put down the mug, talk some more, sip sip, put down the mug – enjoy the process.  Hmm…she didn’t sit in my old seat – maybe I’m still there.  It’s time to drop into it with confidence.

Shrink me down & let me swim in your matte, let me swim around for a while, slurp me up, & let me explore your insides.  Let me inside!  Let me explore around a bit, take some pics, develop them at CVS & make a holiday card – share it with the people, share it with your family!  Let me in, & I’ll let myself out.

So many plans, so many things to do.  Who gives a shit about what people say ABOUT ME?!  Nobody.

A black sheep in the dark playing hide & seek with everyone but himself.  He knows exactly where he is – presently responding to the come up from within.

I’d say that’s a better alternative than turning into a cell phone snoopy.  You’re in, & you’re always invited.  No need to give me a heads up.  I can feel you checkin’ the scene.  Constantly settling into change.  An acceptance of what is; doing so with compassion.  A different way of being, a choice towards love, a shift.  Are you ready?  Am I ready?  THE TIME TO LOVE IS NOW.  Real freedom, like a snowflake drifting to its landing zone.

Wanna be snowflakes together, falling until we melt, & then doing it all over again?  Wanna be fish together, drifting in with the tiding ocean, flowing with one another’s motion?  Wanna be carrots together, over winter, become wicked sweet, and tangle our roots as we search for nutrients & water? 

We can be it all, we are it all, & nothing all at the same time.  But who cares.  Here we are.  Living this love.  That only happens now, that always happens now.  The system sucks the minds out of the dreamers, so eager to make money & find stability – always focusing on what’s next, anxiety of the future, of not having enough.  Screw my ‘retirement.’  I’m cashing out & buying land; I will never retire from this life.  12/30

My eye is twitching, let it come through.

My eye is twitching, let it come through.  A sign to receive, a message delivered especially for me.  The path has become so clear.  It’s all right there for me to engage with.  The choice is mine.

A removal from paradise has dropped the curtains – everything is exposed – THE SHOW IS ON!  It’s time to perform. 

I know exactly what I need to do.  The feeling is really taking me over.  It’s harder to replenish my energy without connection to the land, without the medicine food, & without the community of people that constantly lift me up!  And feed me with the love & support that I need.  You know what you need.

We must feed ourselves with an abundance of vital energy so we can all wake up in the morning with a huge-ass smile on our faces absolutely stoked to engage with life!

I want to be around the love, & plant my ass on the grass or a tree stump, & fucking feel good all the time!  Because here, now, I’m slipping.  I haven’t fallen yet, sometimes I slip harder than other times, but I’m still on my feet.

It’s not easy to really show up every day when so many people are constantly being pulled away from now.   It’s fucking crazy, what a vortex.  Time warp, space travel?  Most people are already doing it!  The virtual engagement takes us everywhere, except here.

The TV replaced the fire.  Sometimes they’re on at the same time.  Seriously though, television is sucking the life force out of my family.  I’m home right now.  I’m not always here.  I’ll be gone soon.  It’s becoming really clear that it’s better that way, for everyone.  My presence creates resistance, uncomfort, tension, and unease.  It’s like throwing a wrench into the mechanism.  I’m not going to watch television with you.  Come play music with me; you’re not going to play music with me.  Lets talk and have some tea; you don’t drink tea.  It must be difficult to not be that way when everyone is doing it.  Hence why I had to leave.  For now, here I am, holding down a paradise mind, trying my best.  So this is the way people are becoming.  This is the new natural default setting for humans.  I’m going to choose to not be an automatic robot.  Being myself, that’s the way.  Home is where you feel really good, like all-time goodness.  That’s home, that’s where I’ll be.  I have a new home.  That’s where I’ll be.  I’ll always visit, but it’ll never be that way again.

That’s a lot to let go of but it is in the letting go where all of my love is, it’s in the space. 

I am eternally grateful.  It’s also so damn cold!  I believe in the movement of the people.  Time to migrate.  It’s time for change.  It’s time for warmth.

Build me a snowman & I’ll try to melt it with my mind.  I’ll build you a home, so you can escape the cold & have warm nights.  12/30

It can all happen just like that.

It can all happen just like that.  A simple hello, accompanied with a smile.  The patience to wait & respond adequately by listening.  Listening to one’s heart – listening to each other’s hearts.  Take it for what it is; its happening right now, right now happening.  Here we are.

I can’t help but become vulnerable with your lips, & your eyes, but I’m listening.

This is all so respectful; accepting one another’s pure beauty – experiencing together the flood of love vibing in the corner of this here coffee shop.  It might not be the first time I fell in love with a barista – def won’t be the last.  Because this love is everywhere!  Engage with it.  Engage with it together.  Together we engage in THE DANCE MAN!  We took one another so gracefully, at peace & at ease – no toe stepping.  Even in the excitement we keep da cool pace mohn.

The bright eye syndrome – you got it. 

The potential is all right there, right here, so close to your heart.  No names needed – a soul introduction; we already know.  We always have & we always will.  It’s SO good to see you again.

A familiar presence moves through us – a full embrace – total warmth.

Ya see, YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN at the coffee shop.  There’s no way to really know.  And then the flow takes control in both of our individually separate lives until the moment of CONNECTION.  Again, wow.  How can one deny that feeling.  I can’t.  Yes, the crispness in the air – it’s all on our side.  Let the momentum take us forward!  Let the ripple ripple.  Let the feeling take control!  Why not?  Let it go.

This is OKAY.  We are safe togetherWe don’t have to touch to hold.  We don’t have to be lovers to love.  I already have one of those; you probably do too.  It’s okay to love, in our own way.

In your own way, you will find & BECOME your freedom.  It’s all right here for you.  You already have it.  You’ve always had it.  I believe in you because you believe in me.  I believe in you.  We’re on the same team.  I’m here to support you.  This feeling is familiar.  EXCITEMENT – my heart is pumping!  EXPANSION – my mind is free.  Let all that light flow through you & I will admire the beauty of your soul.  Complete acceptance right from the beginning.  Here we are.  Thank you for being with me, thank you for taking care of your self.

You’re inside out – a mirror of beauty. 

I’m proud of you.  The tipping point is soon for you; I’m here to support.  This feels so good.  You’re still here, with me.  We’re safe together.  The story unfolds as it shall – letting go into the heart’s guidance.  Woah, that’s intense.

But love, that’s where all the love is.  Here it is again – find it in the spaces!  We can hold one another there. 

It’s okay to be vulnerable.

That smile though…it’ll make so many people happy. 

This is my heart.  My name is Matt.  This connection is real; there’s no fear.  It’s all peace.  I’ve never done this before.  We have a choice.  It’s time to grow.  It’s time to let go.  I’ll see you soon.  I have to.  An open heart speaks.  I see you, you see me. 12/26

It’s all the same, yet everything has changed.

It’s all the same, yet everything has changed.  A new coffee shop to sit in; do I even remember how to write?  Maybe it’s cause my hands are too cold to move the way I’m used to.  It’s almost like this pencil is heavier than usual.  A place for the people to come!  How cute.  All the earth tone cozies, knit beanies, happy brains.  “How would you like not to have Christmas!?”  Wow, what a merry threat to make as the holiday cheer fills the air.  Mmm…the grey sky coats the heart, a blanket from the heavens – always a chance for flurries.  Warmth fills my soul, part American, part Love.  The postman on the 22nd of December – the real Santa Claus.

Lets tell the kids the truth.  They are yearning for truth.  They have brought into this world with them gifts & they would love to share.  We must provide the space within ourselves & let them fill us up.  The children – the messengers, the givers, THE REAL SANTA CLAUS.  So many of them.

Another post truck…the digital marketplace is alive & well.  How about our souls?  How about Toys R Us?  What happens to things that are stagnant?  They rot, wither, decay, breakdown, & die.  WTF does skoodoodle mean?  A flower man, now that’s what I’m talking about, & he has a killer mustache.  We need more flower men!  YES!

More men playing with flowers will make a more peaceful planet earth

This is for us.  Examples of the energetic balancing act are all among us.  Big ups!  And the stone walls stand, just as they did 200 years ago, while the 30 yr. mortgage begins its first big renovation 8 years in.  Where is the strength?  The strength is in the stone; what a support system they are for one another.  Relying upon one another every single day for generations, like a community.  A COMMUNITY OF ROCKS!  What a beautiful wall – strength is found in simplicity – a simple support system for lifetimes of togetherness.  What a way to be, you rocks!  It’s almost like the glaciers knew exactly what they were doing dropping little terds of mineral all across the land to fertilize the soil, left for the farmers to pick up, compiling themselves until a wall is built.  A wall.  A separation.  A division.  A boundary.  A sense of ownership.  A hierarchy of social divisions.  This is mine, & this is yours.  And this rock wall will let us know.  What do you have to share with us rock wall?  Maybe you can tell us who owns you.  Who owns the rock wall?  Maybe you can tell us who owns you.  Who owns the rock wall?

Who owns the space in between?

What a space to own.  What to do with the space?  Like, what’s up with the space between then & later?  In the spaces we find the greatest of gifts, none of which can be owned.  In the spaces we find what brings everything together.

In the spaces we find love, the bath of life in which we can wash ourselves in every single day.

A simple awareness.  If my pencil were sharper, my hand wouldn’t be so tired.  Next time I will sharpen my pencil so I will be able to write more.  12/22

We are never alone, for we are always in the presence of love.

We are never alone, for we are always in the presence of love.  Among its many forms – you, me, everyone.  Always there, but flowing in & out of our lives as it may.  Acceptance of its many forms will bring about peace on Earth.  The Presence, the nowness that one must embody to fully embrace the impermanent flow of this love force.

Whomever it embodies, whatever it looks like, it’s all the same.  We are always surrounded by love.  It is the Awareness of this love that turns us on & really lights us up.  We are never alone – love is always here.

When love becomes familiar in its manifestation, & we recognize love as having a particular way of smiling, a certain way of making us feel, maybe we taste it on our lips or feel the warm embrace of a naked body, & the eyes…oh those eyes.

It’s all right there, all of my comfort, all of my peace, the universe in & of itself, glaring back at me, connecting with my soul.  And maybe names just don’t really work anymore, so you call her Love

And she is the human embodiment of heaven on Earth, in this beautiful package, & yes, she is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen.  Absolutely.  Her voice alone makes your heart pump, & every cell in your body yearns for her love & her presence.  LOVE.  She is love, & you may embody the same for her.  You must always be in her presence, but you can’t be.  You gotta have her!  But you can’t, you can never have her, she can never be yours.   A woman of this elegance & grace needs her space so she can spread her wings & fly!  She is her own, & you are your own.  But the attachment thing, nope, isn’t healthy.

But when we let go we get it all; what a letting go this is.  Love – LOVE – here she is!  And I have to let go, we both do, what a feeling this letting go makes you feel!  What a feeling…No wonder why people choose the alternative, which is the control mechanism; you can avoid this feeling that way.

The one of vulnerability, open communication, sharing feelings, patience, space, truth, forgiveness, emotion, spirit, & love.

This feeling, the ultimate letting go – whatever we need to grow!  Just go, where ever you need to go.  You have to; it’s only you who knows.  I have to let go.  You are not mine.  Oh what a feeling…But ya see, this is it!

It’s the only way I can love because it’s how I want to be loved. 

Oh what a dance…& to be dancing with you!?  Oh to be dancing with you…I can only hope that you too feel all the cells in your body pulsate when you think of our embrace, spinning around on the sandy dance floor, moonlit spot light just for us, just for tonight.  It is only you who I call Love, you know, in the way I say it, only I say it that way.  Only we can create that feeling, our feeling, ya know it, it’s different than all the other feelings.  I have to let go, I know, but I can’t help but wish for you to embody this Love, with me, forever.  I know, presence is where the love is, & it is in your presence where I feel most home.  Hey, a boy can dream…so can a man.  I have to let go, so do you, so we can grow.

Oh, what a feeling…Love.  It’s in the space, it’s in the letting go.  But it’s not in these words, it’s in the feeling, that feeling, our feeling.  Oh what a feeling…12/8

A tightness makes its presence known behind my face.

A tightness makes its presence known behind my face.  It en-strangles my personality, liveliness, energy, motivation, patience, the whole she-bang!  Here I am left to be with my-self.  There are probably messages to receive;  I should probably listen.

The stillness of illness forces one to PAY ATTENTION to oneself.  It becomes an opportunity for growth, for regeneration of the mind, body, & spirit.

Do I wanna put in the effort & pay attention to what’s coming up?  Or, well yes, I need to pay attention, & embrace this opportunity, take it for what it is, & thrive.  Damn right the turmeric latte, herbal smoke, & ocean proximity is in full support.  Damn right.  I should join this dream team & help my-self.  Okay, I’m doing it I’m doing it.  Humble yourself, it’s okay to tell people how you are feeling.  It’s okay you don’t have super powers, you aren’t a superhero, but you are a SUPER HUMAN.  Damn right.  The digital download is everywhere.  That shits gotta be making people sick, for sure.  Did ya hear about the study that found out that everything has the potential to make ya sick?  This same study also found out that everything has the potential to make ya healthy!  Craziness, eh?!  So much control we seek – what’s good & what’s bad – it’s different all the time.

But I heard ya can’t go wrong with fresh vegetables, & clean water.  Pretty sure that’s where it’s at all the time, as long as there isn’t slug slim on the leaves or a dead animal upstream.

There’s always some thing, some thing to catch our fears, some thing that latches onto our attention, some thing that engulfs our bit of doubt & expands in such that it consumes our entire being.  Some thing, there’s always that some thing.

So, well, since our streams of thought never end, we mine as well do our best to understand it & be with it.  The voice in our heads can drive us to madness, or guide us to love.  We all have to be a witness & experience our own stream of consciousness, all the time, even when we sleep!  Wow, it takes a lot of energy to stay with it, no wonder why people check out – some more decisively than others.   For most however, it is a slow & steady residual breakdown which ultimately leads us to a raging inferno or a hole in the ground.  A life that was filled with inadequacy, lost love, distraction, mental & physical illness, loneliness, fear, dashed dreams, & a mind that is quite distant from the heart, which results in a human being who is distant from their essence, their soul. 

Or, we can be SUPER HUMANS!  & live the life of the ultimate now.  A life in which one is present with their current state of being so they can respond adequately to the transformative opportunities that lay idle in their field of consciousness.

Once dormant, now conscious; consider it a gift.  The Ultimate Gift.  The Gift of Truth.  The Gift of Love.

Open your gifts; they were made specifically for you, by you.  You, the giver & receiver to self, all at the same time. 

Don’t get too sad, the sun will rise tomorrow.  Behind grey skies or lighting up blue skies, it really doesn’t matter, for there will be light!  The cardinal isn’t worried, & neither should we be.  12/5

Can the words ever express what you really want them to express?

Can the words ever express what you really want them to express?  Like, is it possible?

Can one person insofaras experience a sequence of moments, which is of course ultimately just one fluid expression of life, & find a sequential array of words that provide the secondary reader with an experience that has the greatest potential for a translation of feeling & emotion that moves the soul & creates the opportunity for transformation of the entire being?

Does that make sense?  Do these words adequately express what I’m really trying to say?  Not quite, maybe, never quite.  I tried really hard just now; no joke, that sentence took 10 minutes!  Was it worth it?  Or can this thing be done a bit more efficiently?  A time & a place, right?  Maybe some things are deserving of more attention than others, or maybe everything deserves the same?  Maybe it all deserves the same potential focus, & I shall flow how I flow.  Because I don’t have enough words or time to write about everything I want to, or do I?  Do I already have all the words?  Do I already have all the time?  Is it always available to tap into?  Okay okay, so maybe I have it all, so lets go forth and take that in as a secured understanding of the world in this moment so I can potentially explain something that makes sense!  Maybe before writing I should just outline a few points about existence that I will agree to be true with my self, use that as a launch point for all proceeding thoughts & happenings, & go from there!  That way, I can write under these so called ‘writing principles’ & actually be able to talk about something without getting caught up in a mind fuck!

Because every time I write or say some thing I can provide counter after counter of side-noted arguments with my self that help with the clarity of the statements.  But when ya start swirling down the spiral you can’t really just get out, its a continuum, so the starting focus point is completely in the past, but at the same time it serves as a co-creator of what is happening now, so  its essence isn’t entirely lost after all!

Ahh, I just did it again!  So what was the point of all of this?  I’m not sure.  I can go back & look, but that would spoil the flow.  I guess you can look;  I’ll have to wait until the end of this page.  I mean I don’t have to, but I want to be integrous with my self so I’m going to.  Okay!  So, my mutual writer’s agreement with my self:

UnoThe arrangements of words will attempt to represent experience, but will always fall short, & that’s okay, because it’s a fun game to play. 

DosLife is a dancing energy exchange between everything, all of which is vibrating at a frequency. 

TresLove is the most powerful force in the universe, & we are all it

QuatroEverything is connected; we are one

CincoWe are all the creators of the present expression of life, which is where heaven is, happening now, always happening now, where everything is always & will always happen. 

I will proceed in leaving the next 8 pages blank to further explain – going to work in the garden now.  12/4

Welcome to paradise, you have arrived!

Welcome to paradise, you have arrived!  You made it.  You’re here now. 

How does it feel?  What’re you going to do?  Months of anticipating the great escape, all the vacation days on the table, the coin jars filled up, & now they’re empty again, but it’s all worth it, because you finally made it to paradise.  You earned it.  All of the long, exhausting days – stressin’ out ’bout this & that – dealin’ with some bullllshyt, but it don’t matter now because you’re here now, in paradise, ready to do the paradise thing!  Ya had plenty of time to think about what this would be like, did it meet your expectations?  Does it all…match up?

Does it give you that paradise feeling?  Maybe you can find it at happy hour.  Oo oo!  How about in the 2 for $30 discount souvenir t-shirt rack?  Yes.  Yes.  In the rack, deep in the discount t-shirt rack, lies the paradise feeling.  Ahh nah nah, if its not there find ya-self to a cup of fruity, slushy, icy paradise in a cup.

Buttt if the suns not out (which it is not) & the skies are gray (which they are) feel free to overindulge in, well, absolutely anything you’d like; the sushi restaurants will only be around for a few more years, maybe check those out.  No sun, gloomy skies, chill breeze, anyone ready to swim?!  Ya just might see a few fish; they will only be around for a few more years, maybe check them out.  You spent all that $ to be here in paradise, how ya feelin’?  Happy with the vacation rental?  There must be a few nice pictures to show your friends back home taken by now, can I see?  The sun sets a lot sooner now that its the ‘winter’ – did you get up early enough in the morning to get everything done?  Ya can always try again tomorrow…unless of course it is time to fly back home already – away from paradise.  Gotta do, do, do, do!  Nothing has changed – it’s all the same really – a need to feed our minds with things, keeping us busy, keeping our focus out-side.  You’re good.  Just keep moving.  And when the sun goes down, or ya find yourself bored or uncomfortable in a moment with nothing to do, you know what to do, just go virtual!

There it is, you got it.  Nothing can stop you now – keep the riddem steady.  Keep the distractions plenty, & you’ll never have to deal with yo-SELF!  It just won’t be necessary.  There ya go – onward! 

Alright, you got it now.  You made it to paradise, you’re keeping yourself busy, you’re following all the advice everyone gave you, using up only ‘the good’ coupons.  Can you feel it?  Ya find that paradise feeling?  Even just a taste?  Okay, I know.  At the end of the rainbow…you know the story, that’s where it is.  If only you saw a rainbow, you would know the paradise feeling.  Maybe next time, maybe next year, when you have another shot at this feeling good thing.  Save some $ & fly to the Bahamas.

Paradise might be much closer than you think; you might already be there; close your eyes & experience your paradise mind.  11/27

It’s the same scene over & over again, & it never gets old.

It’s the same scene over & over again, & it never gets old.  Family of 4 with one expecting, mozy through the morning; the kids are drawn to the cats, so they stop to enjoy the moment of pause.  Momma takes a rest on the bench – back hurts.  The overzealous, significantly well off 50-60 some-on aged man tells an exceedingly long story at the community tables as two total stranger groups make vacation friends.  It just keeps going & going & going…& then he will start to talk about money, for sure. There it is!  ‘Deal, investor.’  Usher in the personal accolades & success stories…mhm, just like every.single.time.  A couple Australians fill the air with their sweet symphony of a voice, & seemingly make everyone smile by just being Australian.  I wonder if Americans can do this too abroad.  Woah…who is that?  Those eyes…that glare, that face.

A moment of love, strikes the soul; sometimes that’s all it has to be to finish the karmic expression.

What it really comes down to is the backpack; it’s all about the backpack.  The Asians wander around with colorful hairdos taking seemingly excessive photos of the most banal shit.  I love it – never gets old.  And where is the eccentric personality…I know she’s floating around here somewhere.  Yes sah!  Bird on the shoulder, walking into the health foods store.  Fuckin right.  The pregnant momma – check.  Teens interacting with their phones – check, & everyone else for that matter.  Someone who looks like someone I know, & I just happen to stare for too long.  Oops.  A couple vacationers jogging down the street enjoying the opportunity to run in warm weather.  I wonder how many people I will make eye contact with as they walk up the ramp into the coffee shop?  I think I’ve already had 3 or 4.  Ah yes, father & son tossing the football, a couple bike riders, & the group of all-time friends storm into the scene.  This shit is wild bruh!

My stomach is realizing it must be fed; the avocados weren’t ripe & I’m on a budget.

So yeah, just push through & you’ll be okay for a few hours.  There’s no way that seat remains open for more than 10 seconds…Yes sah, this dood is still talking.  Its been like half an hour bruh!  I bet he’s talking to a woman…yup, he is. Silly, silly, silly!  Such silliness.  Yup, there it is, a couple Hawaiians in the back of a Toyota truck, right on time.  Bruh has such a killer stash.

A little ganja, a hot cup of coffee, & everything else just falls into place, in a predictably unpredictable way.

A couple backpackers, a little bit of grunge.  I’m not so interested in being really clean. I guess I’ve never been.  Not everyone wears shoes.  ‘My momma always said you can tell a lot about someone by their shoes, where they go, where they been.  I remember my very first pair of shoes.”  Yes sah, our special shoes, our feet.  11/21

Life has become so instant; we’ve become so accessible to everyone other than ourselves.

Life has become so instant; we’ve become so accessible to everyone other than ourselves.  Two moms talk, the phone rings of an outside interruption, the child see a kitty!  No one seems to care, except me, the child, & the kitty, & the Eeyore doll he is snuggling, to keep him comforted while his mom is filled with life’s futile distractions. Two boys, one red hair, one blonde, seemingly crawling up the double push stroller begging for her love & attention.  But what is rather important is the pixliated entertainment entrancing the two of them into virtual abyss.  Now its time to get down…he’s actually been quite patient.  Perhaps he was trained on how to be a child in her management system.  Mom!  Maaamm!  Maam!  Maauuoooom!  Yah know what, I’m going to drive my red toy car all over your head & face!  All while you continue to pay more attention to your shiny device than you are to me.  Waahhh!  ‘You need some help?’  No.  He doesn’t need your help, he needs your love.  He needs your response.  

We all have a responsibility to respond to all of life’s moments with our presence.

There is entertainment all around!  How can anyone be bored with life when there is a woman walking around in silver stilettos, pretending to smoke a cigarette, shoeing away the birds, slapping herself on the head with the palm of her hand!  With empathy & compassion, I am holding space within & around to understand your story. I might laugh & chuckle to myself a little, as you prance around the grass, because its really funny, but nah disrespect bruh!  There is a need to feel connected, loved, & supported.  We’re all a little weird anyways, & to what standard of weirdness we might be compared, none of it really matters.  Without inappropriate touching or gestures, we all need those people who might make us feel a little uncomfortable from time to time.

For it is in moments of uncomfortability in which we grow – at the crossroads of old & new ways of being, as we make small changes on our path to ascension.

‘Coors light, Hawaii’s most refreshing beer.’  Absurdity.  As I ponder the functionality of my brain’s learning capacity at age 28, I realize that there has never been a better time for knowledge acquisition.  Its not time to slow the engine down, its time to speed it up!  I have the opportunity, right now to learn anything of interest – hobbies, languages, skills, instruments – whatever it is!

We have to learn how to learn, in our own styleee.  The broad umbrella of the educational system does not cater to individual educational experiences.  We have to reclaim what is ours – to teach ourselves how to do whatever it is that we want to do, & not set up boundaries or limitations for ourselves, based out of fear of not having enough, or not being enough.

Live out your true existence & let everyone else see & experience!  This is what everyone wants – the true you.  Take every opportunity to shine.  11/17