My challenge today–and always–is to listen.  It comes from a word meaning list, and to hear.  Lots of time I think I’m listening, but I’m making my own list rather than hearing that being spoken in front of me.  If you listen long enough to someone, you can hear the fear squirming and hissing beneath the stories.

Instead, I have been hissing and complaining, spilling my fear out so much that other people have tripped over it, got caught in it and finally said “enough.”  Thus, I’m looking for another job.  “Job” is another hypnotic story, and I intend to be still and listen to my heart more than the screaming “shoulds” in my earth-bound mind.

To sit and let the wind go through my hair, to hear the whispers of the Divine from the person in front of me, to love and feel the love bounce bak to caraess me–that is my chant today.