A Thought Caught

*move to Yes Love Yes*

Some days I wake slowly and somberly move into my morning ritual on an auto-mode of unconsciousness, strolling between rooms I noticed one thought. The rude, derogatory, and harsh ones stop me in midstep.

Who's talking? If I'm talking in my head - I'm the only one who hears. If I'm thinking of some other person while talking in my head, still, I am the only one who hears, subconscious me hears these corrupt thoughts creating corrupted moments inside.

Becoming conscious I make a choice to speak a true thought of my own for me to hear. Then instantly I imagine and see this moment as my personal moment for me to experience any thought at any frequency.

Aware today becomes an adventure of possibilities, an open book to write in, and a mystery who's magic unfolds in pure beauty.

Gazing out, the Sun rises and a myriad of colors are dancing on golden leaves from bowing trees.

Now I am awake, my day begins again.