Dead Stand Still

Sometimes life feels as if it were at a dead stand still. I would try to grab the bull by the horns, but there are not only no bulls in the pen, but no other animals, like chickens or cats and dogs to offer me any illusions. All of my spiritual gurus, such as, Deepak Chopra and Marianne Williamson and The Power of Now guy (whose name escapes me – but he’s really great, I promise) tell me to embrace the stillness, to settle into my inner being, to breathe. But that’s ok right? The opportunities for sex are also some of the main tadalafil in canada reasons of erectile dysfunction. How it works is that, it will remove the ovum from a viagra uk purchasing that lady’s ovaries and will let the sperm fertilize them. They ease griping pains and help http://deeprootsmag.org/2016/08/11/shakespeare-in-concept/ order cialis to expel body toxins. The supplier later admitted overcharging 100,000 customers over 200,000 – the result of a seven-year fault on the deeprootsmag.org viagra 20mg cipla company’s automated telephone meter reading system. And when the time is right, perhaps there will be some movement in my romantic or work life. And it’s at times like these when I need to fight the urge to say, “yeah, if I had your book deal, I’d be really spiritual, too.” But such thoughts are not part of the new Stella. Just for today, I know to trust the dead bland boring stillness of my life and to trust that the seeds of tomorrow’s harvest will be planted in this dead stand still.