Psychic Philosophy for Today (29th January 2020)

This edge of a shelf to be at has been prepared for this moment that there is even a comfy seat to have for now.

Like dealing with a crying baby that needs to be shown love in this world they find difficult to take on. 

The smaller to be the harder the rules seem to take hold, while to be amongst the larger than life, that comes easy for those who tower over.

They stand there like an open book to pick up from, patiently waiting for that turn of a new chapter.

To come like a scented flower that fills the room with a drawn attraction of a trail. There is only one other who remains to be attracted to, if that scent puts everyone else off.

In the forest; their usual day is something not to find them by unless to be a good sport. Since they've chosen their competitive side will have to compete if wanting to meet them. Just so happens someone knows when and where. And they also come with the necessary equipment to participate with. It's about meeting them in the middle.

In the stones; the mind wanting to push on but someone's heart is stalling that motion that those to meet may continue on without, if can find the mutual feelings then can both move forward and what was to be wasn't meant to be, when love conquers to look back is a shorter path than the path ahead.

Ruth Ch.1:V.4 " - And they took them wives of the women of Moab; the name of the one was Orpah, and the name of the other Ruth: and they dwelled there about ten years."