I woke up this morning in terror, immediately missing the pain I am used to waking up with now that makes me feel alive and points me to my truth. Then my nesting partner pointed out that we had cbd tea and I was just distant to my feelings.
I think it's so notable that I miss a pain, but its presence is already really dear to me. It means so much.
Now I am thinking some about it. It may not always be there for me to depend on for direction and remembrance. I have been desperately looking for my truth and it has given me a look at who I am that I desperately want to move towards.
But even if it wasn't, I should endeavor to be secure and consider it like unto love for myself, which is what it is all rooted in and follow the path it is there to show me. It all comes from me.
Because love is likewise not always something you can feel, but it is always present.