I have been with this quote:
“You are so wise," the reindeer said, “you can bind the winds of the world in a single strand.”
H. C. Andersen, “The Snow Queen”
I can't stop thinking of binding the winds in a single strand. I'm also starting to understand that obstacles are linked to an agenda. When I release on expectation, I experience flow.
The news seems more than I can take these days. I tip-toe gently in, and scurry quickly out. The water is cold, and stirred with agitation. Where is rest?
I honor meeting what soars my soul.
The moon last night - oh, my, enough, and now, today, birds are singing, and blossoms are lights in trees. This moment may seen like retreat, ah, re-treat - treat myself again and again.
This moment, where inner and outer meet, is, right now, more than enough, for me.
