FEELING ALL GIDDY!
Feeling All Giddy!
In a rare twist of natural events. Last night I stood by and watched myself dream.
Strange enough, I could see the whole thing and every single thought and scenario like watching a movie.
Walking right into my live dreaming felt like tripping over my legs by myself with nothing obstructing my path.
For a while I thought I had breached the laws of physics after experiencing the lighter side of me.
Seeing my dream and experiencing it as well as observing it… left me with a ballooned headache.
Suddenly. My thoughts began to overlap and kind of chase each other as in vying for the same spots inside my brain.
Like giant splats upon waters, these seem to collide like bubbles in opposite directions into perfect circles.
Without any warning. My feet began to float and moved to a sensational beat I’ve never heard before.
This was me feeling so giddy and so Into my beat… a cool breeze began to flap smoothly behind my ears.
Gee. I was weightless and so giddy about my immediate surroundings as if I was the only human being in the universe.
O God… what a feeling!
To be trotting like an elated fox doing his best to impress his female counterpart during the mating season.
Feeling all giddy and finding myself gliding and jitterbugging inside my own beat.
The cool side of this moment. No one else can feel nor hear this beat but me, myself and I.
In a room full of sad faces I triumphed over this toxic atmosphere which was messing with people’s mind.
Everyone could feel there was something wrong with being there in this toxic and poisoned room but…
No one was saying anything or asking questions in order to clear out this horrible environment.
I felt like screaming…
Hey people. What’s up with all the long faces. Did anyone die?
Sometimes it is all necessary for the sake of your own peace… to let everything be whatever it tends to be.
Feeling all giddy.
Sometimes my stomach gets filled with butterflies out of nowhere and I get all jerked up and excited as if I’m about to receive some important news.
There’s nothing greater than feeling great living in the world of tears and sorrows all round.
Feeling all giddy.
As if the Spirit wanted to assure me I was still living inside my track and doing His will.
I would pick up a heavenly fragrance all around me which my nose has never tasted before.
I’d move around into another room and this fragrance is stuck with me.
Now.
I am not a person given to supernatural craze and always have my spiritual tentacles ready to receive some divine signals.
No and never.
I simply believe and walk after the Word of God without pretending to be walking above clouds.
Feeling all giddy is never a given in my life. It comes and goes however it will.
Other times, I be sitting and meditating the Word when suddenly….
A very warm sensation would rise up my feet and cover my legs for the longest seconds.
I really don’t know what this is but hey… why worry when the Spirit embraces you all over again and again!
Feeling all giddy in my life about myself is not a drug which keeps me from all the reality taking place.
It’s been a great while since I had these two incredible moments repeating themselves on me.
Feeling giddy is God’s way of reminding me that I’m never alone.
Like all regular people, I have my phone sitting next to me and so what.
Must I cry a river just because nobody ever remembers to call my number.
Yep.
Maybe I’m nothing but just another number to other people.
Feeling all giddy.
I spend about 80% of my time alone.
Minding my own business and living inside my castle… built with thoughts and words.
You can always find my address every time you go through these Pages of Life…
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