Friday, September 21, 2007

All limits are self-imposed.

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Sep 21, 2007 7:54:33 PM | ear candy

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I so love mornings. All of earth's energies are zipping, zapping and crackling in alignment. The stars have been tucked in bed. The nightingales begin dreaming their dreams. And the sugar plum fairies try hard not to be seen. But best of all, Debra, I love mornings because it's when the giants return to earth - stretching, yawning, squinting and rolling - remembering without quite remembering, sometimes for just the flickering of a second, that all is right in the world and that their greatness has never needed to be proven. Like you, "Big Foot" - The Universe -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thoughts become things... choose the good ones! ® © www.tut.com ® Now, Debra, to work on remembering this for the rest of the day...
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I do believe it should comfort you to know, Debra, that whenever you face a fork in the road of life, no matter which path you choose, I'll be there in all my glory. (Probably moon walking, with a long, feather boa trailing in the breeze...) You can't go wrong - The Universe -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thoughts become things... choose the good ones! ® © www.tut.com ® Worry not, Debra. If your friends can't see me now, in all this spandex, they won't see me then.

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