#spiritual
-
by Michael Plante I sat next to the Creator upon a blue stonewatching him dot the night sky with stars.Humming a song and contemplating before each star was created.I started to get the feeling that nothing was random with the Creator;that every action was well thought out.My presence upon the blue stone was his requestalthough…
-
by Michael Plante Reaching out into the vastnessthe Creator caught a shooting star“my aren’t you a feisty one,” he claimed;“full of energy and spunk.” The star vibrated in the Creator’s palma tingling sensation incurred. “I have an idea for you,” he spoke“I know a place where you can be of beneficial use.The most important job…
-
by Michael Plante It serves me nothing to hate youfor what you’ve done in the past.I may not like your actions or your wordsyet it is not my position to carry your conscience. My stride is this;accept who you areand smile when you’ve been humbled.Laugh at self (often)give your power to those who are weak…
