The world is so interesting. I mean it’s so fucking supremely interesting.
Our own bodies, other people’s bodies, the streets with their clutter of
civilization, words, people’s shoes, animals and their direct approach to
life, books, music, art, science, movies, food, architecture and on and…
I find myself, all too often, giving into the power of fear, in all of its numerous forms. It’s a habit of mine, not easily controlled; it’s almost automatic.
I have not been given a spirit of fear, I have not been given a spirit that believes the worst will always be the outcome. I have been endowed with a spirit of faith, a spirit that believes the best is on its way. To transform my thoughts is to transform my words. To transform my words is to transform my actions. I’ll start with this thought: I have been given a spirit of power, of love, and of a sound mind.
People who are in touch with their soul know what they’re supposed to be doing in the world and what their way of contributing to life is, in the same way that people know what music they love and what food they enjoy — not just life-sustaining food, but food that has flavor, that makes you feel nourished, even inspired.
-Michael Meade
