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I'm NOT a morning person but....

 Dahlings...

How are you? I'm fine thanks.

Normally when I wake up in the morning, I wake up with a sense of dread because I hate mornings. I also detest morning people. Why must they be allowed to live?

Anyways, today was the day I woke up with a sense of excitement and peace in my heart. Obviously I was irritated with myself for being so happy in the morning. Like, why must I be so happy so early? TF.

After countless seconds of wondering why I am in a good mood so early, it dawned (yes pun) on me.... it's because I posted on the blog! That's insane! 

I remember telling a friend that when something is right for you...it will not leave you alone. It didn't. I would wake up everyday with a sense of dread and heaviness. It was also because the world is insane but mostly because I was not living in my truth. 

It's crazy how I convinced myself that I shouldn't be doing this. I mean it's becoming more archaic with each second and yet, my heart won't let it go. 

So what does this mean? I will continue to post my thoughts on here. Side note, I looked at my stats yesterday and found 40 hits per post. Not enough people know about this blog so it baffled me. Nonetheless, I will continue to post as this makes my heart smile and my soul sing. (that was nauseating to say.)

We live on a floating rock and most things are man made. The world's systems are created by man to make us feel inferior, less than and 'other' should we not tow the line. In as much I work within the system, I refuse to be a slave to it. (calm down Stellah, it's not that deep)

This means that I will continue to post on this archaic form of social media but my heart will sing nonetheless.

Til later

XO

Stellah.

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