I'm in a good place.  People keep getting mad at me because I keep trying to tell them that Heaven is on Earth.  I was losing a friend because she thought I was getting too preachy.   Yes, I get that sometimes, but I can't care about that.  Many people close to me are getting too caught up in the way the message is delivered, rather than just listening to the message.

I had it out with Trina, but we're both glad we had it out... that's how we know we're good friends.  We talk about what's bothering us about the relationship we have.  She is the most thoughtful person, she wrote down a list of things that was bothering her about the friendship.  That let me know that she cares about it too, makes me feel like she's in my corner, because she knows I'm in hers. 

It was dramatic, but I don't mind... we just cleared the way for us to have an even longer friendship.  I'm happy that we're growing together, rather than growing apart.  I'm happy about that.  She called me out.  I'm happy that she's keeping it real with me, and allowing me to keep it real with her.  We're "Road Dawgs," my son calls her "Aunt."

Anyway, I hadn't intended on blogging today, but since I am, I'll give you further proof of Heaven being on Earth.  My parents think that I'm crazy because I tell them that the birds communicate with me.  Well, yesterday after I finished blogging, I went outside and sat on the deck, eating a bowl of cereal, and a white dove flew overhead.

Now, I had started painting an image for my company last week, and I had left the background yellow.  I leave the paintings outside... some finches perched themselves on the railing to show me their orange feathers, as if to suggest that's the color missing from the picture.  I had been waiting on the BF to take me to get an unobstructed view of the Sunset, before I painted in the orange. 

I need to see color... the birds somehow know that.  I just think that even the birds are in my corner, and that feels like Heaven.

I'm enjoying my life, and I'm not going to worry about the rest.  For once, I am worried about seeing myself succeed, and not focusing as much attention on whether or not other people succeed.  This feels good to me.  We can all work together or we don't have to...  "I reach for the Stars, not for just what is right in front of me."  Quote me.

Latas.