VeraLee and I don’t “wish” for a parkin spot or, “hope” we find a four-ply cashmere sweater while junkin, we expect our pure intention assisted by Miss Universe is enough to get the job done. It’s our Mojo. We discussed this the other day while on a Two-Bit Teena Second-hand tour.
We figure our job is to actively look and listen, cause Miss Universe never fails. There are days she is slower to answer than others, but we figure that’s an answer too, and then there are days when we laugh cause she reminds us to “be careful what you set your intentions on cause you may not know where to put it if you got it.”
Bein’ a Mojonista means bein careful…and slow to anger, nobody want’s to be responsible for spewin bad Mojonese in a moment of “unfitness.”
I don’t like the word “lucky” mostly cause of the undertoad which is ”Unlucky”. Veralee and I think that basically you have to take an an active part in makin your own fortune.
Now I realize I have spoken for her here, but she is in a reflective state this week and is livin in her head, not commitin to paper or action. She’s washin out some bad mojo I fear, but promises to come back stronger and wiser next week.
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