Storms vs Rivers of Life...

Me, when I am tired of it being sunny all the time... I am swimming in the sea of infinite abundance; I am drawing into me the power of the storm, which swirls and swells in response to my thoughts in words, calling upon my life a storm of wealth.

The universe is raining down prosperity upon me from every direction possible. Where, oh where can I hide from the abundance with rains upon my head in buckets of glorious wealth. How many pails of abundance must I gather under my umbrella of wealth.

I splash and play in the vastness of the storms wealth, which rain down the richness of my words when I speak from my heart of prosperity. I seek the silver lining in all the storms, which may come my way; my heart in hope lay at the end of the rainbow where a pot of gold rest at my feet.

How powerful is the sun, which shines down on my life to brighten my day. I am grateful for the warmth of the suns rays, assuring me the blessing of this day. How glorious is the brightness of this gift of light, rising in the morning skies, giving the wealth of health to our global community of blessed souls.

How good is the river of my life? Good flows into my life in constant, underterred, ever consistant streams of success, in happiness and gratitude I celabrate the direction of its flow. Wild churnings, rapid flowing gushes over the ramparts of my life; what can holdback this river of wealth, which desires to flow into my life and carry me down stream to a great lake full of abundance.

I accept this endless flow of good that comes to me now. The river wilds can not see the same dew drop twice, which gathers under the moring sun; rising into the moistened breath of life, seeming the richness of self, it yearns to connect to life after falling from tumultous rains.

Let the tides of destiny churn in my life for my highest good. I move with the flow of abundance, as though I am a drop of water from which I transmute myself in this continual cycle of life, living in the moment one breath after the next, connecting me to the waters of life.

My heart is as joyful as a child in wonder and excitement. I believe in the magic of my words and thoughts. I am the magician of my life, able to see the waters of my destiny in the impossible gifts of prosperity, as turning bubbles flowing, churning out the river of my life.