Lost luggage?


I don’t think so.  I was checkin in this morning (with the Universe).  I was a blank canvas.  Oh, what does one need to know?  The general message was to, hold on loosely.  I started to sing the REO Speedwagon song.  I then heard, “Nothing is concreate.”  To not head in one way, too much.  That this might actually lead one off course.  That we are all artists and we dabble in many things.  Okay, so we are all the Artist formerly know as ___________ (fill in your name).  We are not to claim any (new) baggage.  We are all light beings.  We are to travel, light.  We really don’t need much.  We are more than enough. Continue reading