Granny Frass – The Price of Peace..

Message from Beyond: The Price of Peace.

Well now… seems like folks down there are forgetting the price of peace. It ain’t a thing you stumble across in the bargain bin, child – it’s something you buy with choices. The choice to bite your tongue when fools try to pull you into their storm. The choice to leave what ain’t yours to carry setting right there on the side of the road, no matter how shiny the bait looks.

I seen you this morning, contemplating a message you didn’t send, a word you didn’t say, a door you didn’t kick in. And I clapped so loud up here, the angels dropped their cards. That’s growth, baby. That’s strength.

And while we’re at it – I noticed a certain someone’s been strutting about again in that truck of his, flexing like he built the road himself. Don’t let it twist ya. Folks who gotta show off their power don’t have nearly as much as they pretend. It’s the ones minding their gardens, tending to their people and keeping their dignity that the earth remembers.

Today’s wisdom:

Sugar, pick your peace over your pride. It don’t mean you’re weak, it means you know your worth.

And when you can’t find peace, be the one who plants it, even if it’s just in your own backyard. Reckon this world could use a few more wildflowers and a whole lot less noise.

I love ya. Now go pour a cuppa and smile at your reflection – you’re the kind they’ll wish they’d been kind to.

Granny Frass