Drawing Her Thoughts Into Life

She looked at the sun. It was sending a special message to the core of who she was. She allowed the message to touch every part of her. Gorgeous sun bathing. A pencil in the room moved. Alive and kicking. No need to get more magic. It became magic itself. They communicated on a deeper level. Her thoughts connected to the humble tool. Just like that. The process started. The room was full of a rather sweet sort of energy. Better than Maple syrup on pancakes. Loving. Unconditionally. 

The drawing became more visible. She looked at it and started to smile. She recognised the patterns. Insights from heaven. The pencil felt her good vibes and started to dance in the air. 'Hey now', she said, 'continue your art and leave that excitement for later.' As a good servant the pencil obeyed to finish its artwork. More and more got revealed. She was full of undivided attention. The world outside was watching with her. What a great way to greet the day. The paper took more space. The pencil was more than satisfied.

The cup in the corner of her room filled itself with delicious coffee. The scent of it made her feel loved. By the time and all moments in between. Her legs were slowly sensing the ground. Feet unattached to the outcome. A whole series of thoughts were waiting patiently to go through the divine process. The waiting room was big enough to give them all a place to stay. With an open door. Unlocked for the good of things. As little seeds full of courage they got wings to spread more awesomeness in the air. The air that she was breathing. With ease. 

One thought had even more power to it and could master all of her other thoughts. The director of a whole other scene plenty of touching life moments. She simply had to give in to it. Allow it into her beautiful world. The master thought was thrilled. The moment well chosen. She got wrapped into a golden cloud. Stardust present. The thought became a thing. A big thing. Whatever she had been thinking so far in her own world, was nothing compared to what the master thought had in mind for her.

Better than human imagination. A must for the evolution of mankind. She took the energy in. Graceful. Grateful. Her whole world changed. In a zone where time was the dancer. She smiled. Her eyes followed her lips. The sun from the angle of her eyes felt at home. The people and places became one happiness field. She looked up at the sky. The stars were giggling. She made her best drawing. As if some force invited her to give all her best to the artwork. Driven by the need to live fully, she let all her restrictions go and became more than she could ever think of. Wonderful and created by the deepest love of nature.

By Liesbeth Leysen

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