I was rereading Diane Eichenbaum’s Soul Signs and came across a poem she cited, written by a Californian, grade-school girl
I am the moon.
I am the sky.
I am someone no one else has been.
I am the person that gets everything they want.
I am the one and only princess in the world.
I am an astronaut that always goes to Pluto,
I am a flower that never dies.
it reminded me of your current.
I think I’m going to manifest being the one and only princess in the world (but I still plan to do it with a cheeseburger in a van down by the river ::smirk::).
What would you like to make of yourself?