The Unseen Flow
Trust and consistency in the unknown—or rather, the unseen—are the doorways to the world of possibilities and probabilities of all that you can’t even fathom or imagine for yourself.
A new world, as has been said.
Some are already there—creating and connecting with the energies that create worlds, that hold the stars in the skies and the planets in space, orbiting. The very thought of fear—which may show itself as doubt or worry, or even an inkling of ego-based feelings—is the scrambling agent that can keep all that is desired, or planned by you before incarnating, just at the edge of your energetic experience.
Like throwing sand on a spill to stop it in its tracks, doubt and worry are the added emotions that cloud your clarity of vision—your intuitive vision, your knowing, your trust.
It may be considered blind trust to those who do not hold it as a knowing, but to those who adhere and trust unwaveringly, without fear, it is more true and more sure than anything that has ever been or could be seen.
Like the wings of a butterfly or bird, the trust in them to keep flight becomes second nature and is never doubted—never a worry that they will fall from the sky. The same is true for those who trust their feelings and allow the emotions associated with the well-being that is available to all.
Overriding that continuous source of flow with what is, or what has been proven by others, is to trust in lack—the false belief that it is not available to them.
Trust and receive.
Turn to belief rather than doubt, and the clear light of all will shine bright on your path of feeling just a bit better than before. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.
Peace, prosperity, and joy are yours.
They are ever-present and strong.
Breath is the bridge.
It clears your vision, releases the doubt, and helps you feel your way to your personally desired experiences.
Be in joy—to enjoy.
Your wings will never waver and never need to flap. They will become strong and steady, like those of a jet—doing their job with no effort, floating on the winds of the consistent unseen flow of superconscious security.
