Designing Dona is in conflict with Dynamic Dona and not listening to Discerning Dona. Life is so pushing and pulling at this aging body. My spirit says one thing and my body says another. This is what happens when my spirit overrides my willful child. I proceeded to myself a vision of a dismounted position that gymnast's use as they finish their routine on the horse. Never being a gymnast it was an amazing sight to behold how I proceed. Is it that my insides are unable to match my outsides? I think so.
Oprah once said “First God whispers, then he speaks loudly and then he gets to yell." I don't want to get to the yelling part. May this be a prayer of a different kind? Dona of many D's
PS, Now I have to get out of the chair and move slowly and serenely. May I applaud myself and it may take some work.
