throwing darts and barbed questions
interfering with direction and intent
little bits of rocky grit
wandered and wedged
beneath my soul
the weight of my own expectations
boulders built and tumbled over years of living ~
removal of assumption and expectation,
brushing away useless grit ~
my bared soul touches reality and breathes.
“Our limitations and success will be based,
most often, on your own expectations for ourselves.
What the mind dwells upon, the body acts upon.”
~ Denis Waitley
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