| Hello Dear One,
It’s been some time since I’ve met you here. My life’s flow has been full and my inner terrain rapidly shifts and changes. I’d grab onto an idea for a message and moment’s later that would slip through my fingers as something new would land.
I could not quite find the place to stop and write to you.
The weather here, right this minute, on the north shore of the Dominican Republic, is blustery. The wind is whipping trees, clouds and my thoughts around.
– Now just a breath later the wind has stopped and gentle showers are gracing my garden.
– Oh, and now the rain has stopped. Behind me is sunshiny. In front of me ominous dark clouds are lurking.
I visit the still place in the center of a hurricane. The eye of the storm. That still place is in me. That still place is in you.
The breath knows the way.
Follow her.
Surrender back into the calmness.
I watch the chaos swirling around me. I notice there is now more space between the items caught in the storm.
I soften into my own center and what I thought was the storm transforms into the brilliance of the starry universe.
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