ebb and flow

The Sun, oh, this game you play with the clouds. Playing cat and mouse :) Thankful for the light you bring at night, as the Moon shines and basks in the glory of you and the Earth Mother.

Inspiring... the winds brush my skin. Now, where will you take my mind today and ultimately, where will I land? As the words surface..... will they ever suffice in bringing to light the direction I wish for the outward flight of my internal / external soul?

Flow, wind, flow. Brace myself... fight the urge to define my mind... keep steady. Flow, words, flow. The daily duties seem so small in comparison to the divine drive to gain clarity in this world of ever present breathing without assistance.

So, I continue to fight against the internal resistance. And, I continue to fight against this external existence.

[RESISTANCE (n) the process by which the ego keeps repressed thoughts and feelings from the conscious mind]