BLM

About two days ago as I traveled down the boulevard in an altered state of consciousness, mindful breaths to halt me from overthinking... my truck cut off on me right smack dab in the middle of driving. The concern was not and has not been about the technical issue with the car but the safety precautions to fix it if and when it decides that it will no longer start on its own. 

After several attempts to revive it... boom it revved up and I was on my way but not without a reminder of those watching even when you yourself are not looking. A police car I had spotted in my rear view quickly flashed its lights behind me and proceeded to pull up beside me at a red light. 

I'll admit I was scared but not from the police officer but from the simple fact that in the middle of driving my car had "died" on me. We both rolled down our windows almost simultaneously to which his face of concern met mine which was just trying to keep it together. At that moment so many things began to rush through my head; multiple thoughts about how that encounter could be thought to be more than what it really was and is.

I patiently live out the days of my life not waiting to be harassed by an officer but just living and hoping that day never comes. That my interactions with protectors in blue are with actual protectors in blue. Who stop to see if you're alright, to let you know your headlights aren't on in the middle of the night, that your gas tank is open, or even that they apologize for pulling you out a house in handcuffs due to a misunderstanding. I have no idea how they perceive me but I try to keep my own perceptions unbias and ultimately always remember what I could be perceived as. 

For some, it seems a task I should not have to follow, but those we encounter will not always have our best interest at heart.Though I am grateful that those I have interacted with have. 

"I affirm myself, so that I may affirm others."

#BlackLivesMatter

Mind-Full

I have come to see that the more I seek the more I fail to see that what I am looking for is right in front of me. Oddly enough I must look deep within myself for answers I presumed to lie elsewhere. My biggest dissatisfaction is erected from my own failure to acknowledge my intuition.

But it disturbs me that the harder I go searching the more the answers become disguised. It's as if they become entangled in what I would like them to be instead of what they actually are. What they are meant to be. It's the overthinking that's at the root of the issue that occurs.

I do not believe in coincidences. I know that there is a reason behind everything. Things do not just fall in place unless we are speaking in terms of astrology. I can not predict the forces of the universe. I can not sit idle, as if that which could and that which would, will and can.

Mindful of my energy, mindful of my body, the most important piece to completing these actions; uncovering what I wish to discover, is to be in tune with all that embodies me; the soul.