“Be careful what you wish for,” others might say. And, lending their caution to the detriment of moment – they encourage a hesitation over will.

Though, I prefer the livelier course; the ‘road less traveled’ made better by choice.

I want to find that space where spirit touches the shore; where wild geese rise to favor the winds returning ‘home’.

And, peace flows just as gently as the morning light through the lumbering oaks.

Where illusions of self are summarily suspended, and our awareness grows within a single weighted drop.

“Be careful what you wish for,” as the saying goes. Though I’d lose my mind on any given day in order to find my soul.

In peace…

Namaste ❤️