A little one approached me urgently at the store today. “Your going to trip,” he declared, pointing at the obvious lace-based tripping hazard. “Don’t worry,” he added, “I can fix it.” And, taking a knee he began what would soon prove a note-worthy effort.

Five minutes passed swiftly, and then another ten. I sat patiently waiting until he finished his task. His face beamed with pride as he examined his ‘work’. ‘When you do it right,” he explained, pointing to the loops. “When they’re just the right size, you don’t trip.”

I stopped for a moment considering all the many times I allowed my own life to become unbalanced. Whether through taking on far too much, or simply letting things get out of hand, I inadvertently created a space for the chaos of this resulting energy. Not to mention, making room for each and every one of its subsequent ‘tendrils’.

We make room for the ‘good’, yes – and also, the ‘bad’. We invite each of them in, hoping, in turn, that they may help to encourage light. Within ourselves, our surroundings and throughout each and every aspect.

What remains is what we choose to create; the subtleties of a continuously shifting light. And through the actions of this sacred heart, we find ourselves mesmerized by the promise of hope.

We are both the actor and the observer tucked within a miraculously human shell.

A little something to remember, my friends…

In peace,

Namaste ❣️