Brigid Faye, Reader

The meanings of the numbers

Are becoming clear to me.

I don’t feel the rumbly hunger

Anymore.

Abundance is my reality

I am worthy of all of me.

I claim my creative power.

Deep within, nothing is sour.

I’ve done all the clearing.

I am functional.

The pain no longer searing.

My blessings are punctual.

Ready for the next phase

Of the mission of my life.

Ready to give all of my days

To the ending of world-wide strife.

Starting with myself,

I won’t leave any potential

On a shelf.

I want to live a life providential.

Divine light

Guides my might.

Knowing always the next step

So that I am well-kept.

No more hurrying along,

I’m too busy singing my songs.