Il bosco delle fate

I think I’m collecting myself.. I can feel that theese past few months have been really useless for me, I have done… nothing.. But on the other hand there’s been a small growth on the inside, it’s like I’m collecting myself. I can feel a small frown on my forehead that I’m not used to and I really don’t agree with it, I don’t want it to be there but it sticks around.. And I am sooo bored and I feel soo useless…

But I just found my key, the key that i was looking for coming here and there’s a new sensation in the pit of my stomach.. Still it’s both ways, there’s this clear voice saying I can do everything I want to do, life is meant to be lived, I know exactly what I want and I have all that it takes to really do it and everything is going to be alright but there’s also this creaky voice telling me that I’m dead, that I do nothing, that I’ll never succeed in anything and I will live the rest of my life feeling this useless… The key here is to learn to listen to the clear voice, to know my desire, to have faith in the universe and to be receptive for it as it comes along. And try not to be affected by the little creaky voice and not giving it any energy by believing it. And as I  write it down I can actually look at it with some amuse, all it wants is to bring me down and I don’t have to believe in anything it says coz it’s just destructive thoughts and what destuctive thoughts they are! I’m amazed that I’ve actually let it go so far, that I even believe what it tells me…

Ok here’s the lesson for me. To get rid of this little monster just trying to bring me down I’ll write down everyday what my voices are telling me…

Good faery/Bad faery. Welcome to the faerytale ,to the forest of the fairies, Il bosco delle fate…

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