The picture

So the other night, I filled up the bathtub to take a warm bath, and before climbing in I wanted to re-read a poem that Mick had sent to us. I had read it a few times earlier in the day, but wanted to give myself that "quiet time" with it to ponder it a little more. I thought more about it and what the lines mean to me, and how that's probably different than what they mean to Mick, or anyone else who reads it, for that matter. Of course, that got me to thinking about him and wondering how his vision quest had gone...and all I felt was peaceful, really. That's a good way to feel, and makes it easier to send positive energy back in that direction. And all of that is very nice, but the interesting thing that happened was actually AFTER I dried off and walked out into the living room.

Ben handed me a picture and told me that it had been laying in the middle of the living room floor.

It was a picture I had taken of Mick and Rufus when I was visiting at Christmas.

And that just further proves to me that thoughts are powerful. Thoughts can create energy. And that's why I try to have positive thoughts, because I figure if I'm creating energy and throwing it out there into the universe, it should probably be positive energy!