We set up our tents for a race directly underneath power lines. The electricity was so strong that we had to ground our poles so we wouldn’t be mildly electrocuted. The energy could be tracked for miles and miles, increasing as I went until it would eventually lead to the power supply. Assuming I stayed the course and followed the power lines, there would always be energy; I would never have to worry about being in the dark.

People are the same way. I look for the ones whose energy is palpable. I try to insert electricity into my life and seek those who are on the grid of prosperity and positivity. Associating with energetic people leads to more energy, and with energy I find power, and the feeling of power brings me the courage to live the life that I was meant to live.

I am not exactly sure who or what is the source of power but if I follow the current I will eventually find it.

Seek the energy in others

Peace, Love, and all things Beef related,