Psychic Philosophy for Today (1st September 2021)

They may claim to have the skillful hands. Yet, it is by the look of somewhere that tells just how much skill to have.

Many come and try just as many go again from failing. Everyone believes they have the ability. As legend foretells, only one true comer will have the agility and strength.

What once was a place of hardworking and dedicated hands. Now becomes a display of art and creation. And all done by the hands of others than one's own.

To see for the world outside must first see for how that name in lights might appear. Unlike to reflect on the life to know it. There's always something else that comes to the surface.

Quite literally loved them to the bones. A heart that just kept to where they loved. If to wait till others grant permission than may well as be sitting ducks in a pond.

In the forest; on the basis that a little birdy told them so. Some birdies grow to become wise. Sitting on their perch and watching the world below. Deciding and knowing what is worth telling and what may cause strife in revealing. If it takes for them to hear from the dense woods. Then let that calling be heard but not seen where to give too much away.

In the stones; with a head in the clouds do not know where the feet tread until that last step when to fall back to earth, get those more important issues out of the way first before having a head for the clouds, love has always taught that to be uplifted must first be upon the ground.

Lamentations Ch.5:V.2-5 " - Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our houses to aliens.

 - We are orphans and fatherless, our mothers are as widows.

 - We have drunken our water for money; our wood is sold unto us.

 - Our necks are under persecution: we labour, and have no rest."