16. Thing Are Always Working Out For Me

Jun 27

The mirror I once feared became the portal I walk through.
I press my palm to the glass.
Another me presses back.
I float where the looking leads.
This is the part where it all starts coming together.
The practice is the knowing.
Things are always working out for me.

[VERSE 1]
I let the deeper meaning find me.
Surprise myself by laughing.
I am exactly where I need to be.
I start with little things.
Drop my defenses.
Confidence moves through me.
Even when I'm low, I know help is on the way.
All in good timing.
I look for more reasons to feel good.
I take good care of me.
Set standards I can keep.
Then I keep them lightly.
Source loves me at all times.
That gaze never leaves me.
I accept myself completely.

[PRE-CHORUS]
The outcome leans my way.
No regrets. No bad steps.
I can't get it wrong.
(I can't get it wrong.)

[CHORUS]
Things are always working out for me.
Taking its sweet time.
Things are always working out for me.
Manifest. Mirror.
I trust the unseen.
I leave the old me.
(Things are always working out for me.)

[VERSE 2]
My practice is the path.
I start with little things — a new order of words.
I pull up the anchor of my personality and let myself float.
I attract healthy relationships.
Greeted by love wherever I go.
I'm an open channel. Ideas flow.
I welcome miracles. Watch them grow.
Aimless laughter at the pattern becomes my ecstatic YES!

[PRE-CHORUS]
The outcome leans my way.
No regrets. No bad steps.
I can't get it wrong.
(I can't get it wrong.)

[BRIDGE]
I release the struggle. I release the battle.
Let the guilt float.
I meet my own eyes and know: I'm fine.
The mirror catches my ease.

[OUTRO]
Things are always working out for me.
(Always. Always. Always.)

Loui Crow

I make music, practice mirror work, sometimes I do somatic rage fits, and small forms of magick that help me stay present and kind while things change.

I write songs for myself, my inner child, and for the woman I am becoming.
I work through old patterns, grief, and survival habits as I notice them loosening.

Sometimes I write as the Crow — that's my ideal self. Direct, unattached, protective, grounded in something older than my fear. Other voices come through too. The snake. The spider. The fly. The ghosts are the false selves I created to survive. I write as all of them, for my own self-hypnosis — unpacking who I've been so that my son can fill his days with joy and I can stop being such a reactive parent. I'm in the middle of it all. I just keep showing up.

I use Suno for vocals and instrumentals — the vocals are seeded from my own voice. I'm a disabled veteran and a stay-at-home mom.

Over the last year, I climbed an emotional ladder I didn't know I was on. Many of my earlier releases were the scream — my depression, anger, insecurity.

The last album that came out of that climb is called "Mirror, Mirror off the Wall." It starts with depression and ends with gratitude.

Much of what lives here carries the influence of Louise Hay and Abraham Hicks, especially the idea that my body listens to my thoughts — and that where I place my attention, my life follows.

I leave breadcrumbs in case anyone resonates.

Take what feeds you.
Leave the rest for the birds.

I am molting.
You are welcome here.

https://louicrow.com

16. Thing Are Always Working Out For Me

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louicrow@gmail.com