Breaking Free, Post #2

9/17/17 was the day I started rejournaling....and thought of the significance of day 17 for me.  Day of release from prison.

New day. Yes indeed. 4:00 a.m. though. Seems a bit early.  Maybe I am living on not "Tulsa time", but Florida time or East coast at least?

What valuable thing was I wanting to share here?

Anyone else ever feel like you have a book burning within you?  Or at least a whole jumble of words that need to come out of your head so you can get some peace and quiet or rest?

There have been some lovely small breakthroughs for me personally of late that I am noticing and hereby recording:

kitchen talk with ma-in-law, friendly, copacetic, non-threatening (it CAN be done!) including declarations of breakthrus going on for them also!
upbeat day despite moody teen, demanding kinderaged amazing girl
whole hour phonecall with bff from 20 years ago- I DID get a wee bit guilty as the covered-in-sidewalk-chalk blue handed imp whined slightly for not having full audience participation.
some creative juices flowing
freedoms resurfacing/fighting to take ground

synchronicity: timely divine opps. such as driving separately to church on Sunday allowed me to encourage at least 3 ladies, praying with each one individually and receiving awesome words from others; free swimsuit and swimdress for Luli from the thrift store;

What's next?  IT'S ALL GOOD!