I’ve taken my usual route, driving to my parents’ home.
The car feels like it is driving itself as if we together follow this invisible pink string that connects me with my parents.
There are also other strings of the same quality of love that connect me with persons and situations.
I often sense them when I pass through the places where that love was experienced, and are activating what is best in me.
There are other strings – they are all in the ethereal and emotional level of my aura, which unite me with traumas, failures, and frustrations, they have a different color, and my energy responds to them as well.
I realize that the same is happening in my brain, there are synapses strongly formed as their path through thoughts is continuous, and others that tend to weaken as I intend to record light tracks, changing the old data.
I feel this network of routes that unites all the people, through our thoughts and emotions, creating a global network, the human realm, the visible reality.
I choose to connect with the eternal routes of love, and I thus take responsibility for creating the world I dream of.
I am changing route.
