When my boat to paradise is left a little shaken by doubting words from a good and caring friend who does not understand the journey I am on, it finds peace again by entering the universal haven, the rock pool that is love, the infinite love and protection of the universe which is available any time, any where for those who seek peace of mind.
Entrusting myself to its care and following its constant guidance, my boat to paradise is once more secure and moving forward in the chosen direction, the folly of doubt clear and apparent in the face of certainty, that inner knowing in the wake of which peace of mind is automatically restored.
In truth, the shaking of the boat is only possible where I harbour doubt which, if not named and owned, will gnaw away silently and hidden from view until it is too late and the boat sinks altogether. Owned and appreciated for its intention yet superseded, its unreal power loses its hold on me and then sinks like a dark demon that hopelessly clings to tiny log in the wake and wash of that all powerful vessel, the universal Light.
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