Oh life! The pace, the pressure to do, to be, to have. To “prove” something. Or not. Don’t get me wrong. I love right action. Doing what is mine to do is exquisite. Ah, but the beauty of allowing it to come to me is pure grace. And it’s nice to know we are all living under the same blue skies, looking for one another. Anticipating. “Hello, Somewhere!”
Let it come to you.
