As we have been discovering over the past few months, the topic of discomfort has many, many tendrils - some of which are still to be discovered! Always “on the journey,” new sacred tendrils constantly reveal themselves as I evolve. Maybe you’ve discovered that too? The Field of Possibility is ever revealing, and limitless.
I rolled over this morning, slowly opening my eyes. Snow greeted me a few days ago, fog today. This mysterious fog, embracing the trees. As far as I could see, countless trees being held by a sea of fog. Stillness. Every morning I feel gratitude at being greeted: by branches swaying, trees standing tall, the sky and what she beholds. Sometimes there is stillness, like this morning. Other times there is much activity, like the day before. Always there are reminders greetings me that I am alive.
I am alive.