Stream Dreams…

No, my tongue hasn’t been tied, as my hands have been full and my schedule overflowing. I pause near at the end of the first month of the year, beginning a fresh winter season with a sense of hope…a sense of appreciation — a sense of of being, which surpasses the Anxiety Perpetrators who emerge from the bushes — a sense of gratefulness, as I know my cup is not empty and with love is at the center, I can’t go wrong.

No my tongue hasn’t been tied, as my eyes and ears are overflowing with screams that have crushed the dreams of many…I am a warrior who refuses to put down my shield.

This isn’t a rant about my “White House Blues” or a recanting of my vision of “Paint the White House Black,” but rather a statement, a preamble or a prayer that , “I want our White House back!”

I don’t want to go back in time, as forward is the motion and direction of evolution…and I want nothing less than being a part of a “Evolution Revolution.”

I think the Evolution Revolution is really a simple concept, as it is built on the premise that if we free ourselves of restrictions we can growth past our postpartum potential. Since we will be releasing ourselves from programmed, self-inflicted suppression, there is likely to be a rejoining with underdeveloped senses, which will lead to the gateways of growing into our higher selves.

I am positive that our current state of leadership is NOT a reflection of homo erectus evolved, but rather the opposite as sometimes buffoonery and evil eyes, can open up the pathways to light, truth and clarity. Sometimes it’s hard to know what you don’t want until you have it…until then you are following a follow dictated by external forces.

We are Great and don’t need to be dumbed down into thinking we need to be “Great Again,” but rather …”Let’s be Greater than we’ve been!”

r.u. with US?