i can accept that the decision to live or to die is not mine. and i found the way to that acceptance while listening to my breath, if that makes sense. i don’t wake up every day and decide to breathe. i am not deciding to breathe while writing this. some thing or some one else is doing it, i can believe that. i can even go so far as to say to accept this is a relief because the less decisions i can make in a day the better.
i asked my guides for truth, and what i got was that there are things i do have control over. one of those things being what i do with the life i have.
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