Certain parts of my life are like budding little plants. My dreams and hopes, new creative projects, career and romantic risks. However, I have to be careful about who I share these parts of my life with because I may as well stick my plant in an arctic snowstorm and have it freeze and die for all the support I get. Not only that, but I also get "clutter" in my vibration (as if the clutter in my cabinets isn't daunting enough, I now have to worry about my vibration as well...will it never end?). The point is, is that it's lonely out here in Grown-up Land. It's not as easy to find people who jive with my sincerity. There was a lot more company for me when I availed myself to snarky comments and sarcasm. Of course that was lonely too, because I had to battle the knives coming at me, but at least people thought I was normal when I took the abuse. Still, at least I have a chance now at having a life that I want.

Just for today, I support the budding plant of my positive vibration.