The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 266

October 12, 2021
A cool early summer breeze sweeps across my writing. The atmosphere of being present gives sight to my senses. Taking note of last night’s super moon. It was dubbed a strawberry moon. I stood watching as it slowly moved across the sky. It was so incredibly bright. I could see everything the forest was providing. Within our personal walk and way, are there moments of such clarity? What is your super moon? If we had such a perfect view how much would you change? We do it all the time in our front and backyards! It must look this way or it’s yanked. How much of your inner garden is lit up by a strawberry moon? An object that can no longer be missed. It travels with us. Just like a cool early summer breeze. If we were to choose to chase the breeze how far from our super moon will we grow? Will we find our way back? A fellow broadcaster once told me that each of us are given three life changing career decisions. The goal is to locate which one will truly be your calling. What walk did you take that has completely replanted your roots in a different soil and there’s no path to lead you back? Chasing podcasting in 2012 became my way of life by 2016. As big as it is around the world there are way too many choices for listeners. If I had known this nine years ago would the super moon have led me in a different direction? What choice did you make because a super moon cleared the debris? You jumped and there’s no way you can get back? In 1997 I began a creative journey with paint on a canvas. I really enjoyed seeing it in galleries then getting to know each and every new owner. By 2005 the art was featured in New Orleans. Bad show. Very bad show. I’ve not put paint on a canvas ever since. I can’t locate the super moon. Locating your super moon is one thing. Trust it means? How much are you willing to give?