To expect magnificent but not know how you got there. To know it will get even better and know you couldn't dream up what the universe will produce is scary, exciting, illuminating, and anxious.
How do you explain a feeling of faith yet fear. A feeling of great but not quite there. It's like smelling the cookies bake, knowing they are there but also knowing it is not time to eat them just yet. When will they be ready? It could be five maybe ten..... Who knows, but THEY ARE MINE(I made them and now I can smell them)!
The flowers are blooming and they will be beautiful but OH what colors will they be?
Love and Light, Tiffany
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