Today, June 4th was possibly the most uncomfortable day of my life. I am healed by it, by seeing it as what I wanted. It no longer appears to be uncomfortable in the present, so it wasn't in the past.
So, now here I am sitting on my cloud once again wondering when or if another storm will be coming...if another rope will wrap around my neck and rip me off my cloud. Am I one to worry? If the universe has it that I hold myself here in this state of comfort for as long as I want, then don't I want it? Is it that this comfort now isn't enough and I just want MORE of it?

All I can do now is assume. It doesn't make an ass out of you and me because you and I both know our second guessings have left us frustrated, and burned, back down on the ground staring helplessly up at our cloud. We can only expect and look, I can only know that things will work out. If a meteor falls from the sky and splits my house in two, that's what I will go with. If my body turns blue and starts to shake I will roll with it. There's nothing else I can do.

I trust every process. I trust my own wanting, and there is a reason for it.
A very good reason at that, and now that I know no action is bad or good but only a perception I will want my perception to be perfect.