I’m here on a mission. I have no doubt. It becomes clearer as I run in the cool stillness of a full moon. I’m in a moving meditation.
Problems lose their grip and fall away.
I seem to understand…everything.
I’m comforted. I’m assured that whatever didn’t kill me then, will not kill me now. I may suffer, but only temporarily, because my work is not done.
The universe soothes me, yet emboldens me. Answers come when I listen, so I listen. From deep within. In the forgiving darkness, I heed the mission.
I am an agent of the universe.