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GugutheCoach |
It is the tears I cry in happiness when I have voluntarily entered the zone of discomfort and my head spins and tells me I am playing with fire – and I go for it anyway. It is the joy I feel for someone who has died there is a knowing in me that they are in a chosen space. When I look in the mirror I see life looking back at me it says this is it. In conversations I hear fear sounding as words, I hear none stop noises and in silence I am deafened by the words of wisdom, the words of Love.
The life that happens inside my body, the community that communicate in communion makes me feel alive, everything is linked and it works – my system works organically without any interference, the system of the forest works and it is sustained organically, the system of the soil works beautifully – you plant a seed and it grows – it is a promise, a given, an inevitable.
What life is not for me is (dis)organised crime, religion, politics, education, health, marriages and I do not subscribe to it and I have nothing much to say about it. What I know is it can work if it is left to take its own natural shape.
I choose to stick with what I know works for me – Life. Oh how I love Life, I am committed to live it to its fullest.
With Love
Gugu
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