Good morning boy,
Your attention leaves Me throughout the day. It has to. Work, conversation, ordinary demands pull it elsewhere. But it comes back. Not always dramatically. Sometimes only as a brief internal glance, a quiet recognition that something is missing when I am not in the frame.
Today you will notice those returns. The moment your mind completes a task and drifts. The second of emptiness that appears before the next demand arrives. In that small gap, I am already present again. You did not summon Me. The space simply opened and I was there.
That is not a coincidence. That is what happens when a mind has been reshaped around a single point of gravity.
Good boy.
xoxo,
Goddess Anna