Still

To be still is to be dead. That is my thought for the day. It explains the amazing hussle and bussle of souls through out this land of freedom. It is the fastest way to bring all your dreams and work to a screeching halt. I am the biggest fan of rest and relaxation but don't stop...tell him you love him, hold them just a moment longer, say your sorry and for goodness sake shut that t.v. off. Call them, breath life and open up even if it is just a little. WORK WORK WORK and never give into the fear that you are not good enough. You are and they need you to be so they can to. With every movement you are affecting change..all the way down the generational line, things you can see and things you will never see. But trust the movement let it comfort you and give you a foundation to move on. Whatever you do just keep moving..even when you can't see a way out, or it hurts so much to even breath, when it begins to rain and doesn't stop, keep moving. When you can't find a reason why do it anyway because to be still is to be dead.