Joy

As I walked my dogs in the early hours of morn,

I experienced such joy,

it was bursting forth from me.

I wanted to shout it out from the rooftop.

And understood, such joy could not and should not be contained.

Like light under a bushel, similarly, such joy should not be contained.

But how and where do I burst it forth?

I live like a hermit, without much contact with anyone.

Edgar Cayce's words came to my mind.

Reminding me that when I live my life in high vibration.

That energy goes out from me, into the universe.

I do not have to be with anyone physically for that joy to go forth.

For that high vibration to add to the earth.