The fountain

This morning it dawned on me that I was designed as a fountain to spread love and light in all directions.
In the process of growing up I have blocked many nozzles. As a result the flow is restricted to a few directions. All others appear unworthy and undeserving. This justifications blocks a few more nozzles.
The flow from the source continues unabated. So the pressure builds within me to the bursting point.
Now I have made it my primary task to clean up the blocked nozzles. The trickles have begun. soon the full glory of the fountain head will descend on me.
This time I am going to pass it around.
Let glory be.
Ganoba