Back again from the land of the stomach flu.  Phew.  What a unique way the Universe has to tell you to release absolutely everything and get empty.  A bit violent, but effective.

Now tentatively re-entering my days, I am ready to re-invent myself.  “Harmonic convergence adventure” is what comes to mind.  But those aren’t quite the right words.  I need adventure or I will stir it up otherwise, and I’ve done the troublesome route before and the wreckage is such a bother.

Adventure like a new look, new haircut and certainly a new attitude.  A focus on me kindly.  To be the truth of me first, then overflow to others.  Fill up the bowl of me in a new way and see how it overflows to others. 

The habit of spending time to irrigate life to nourish others as a primary concern is a habit I intend to change, dissolve, allow to fade.  Asking myself what is the truth of me right here, right now.  The Presence of the Adventure of Me.

Because inside me, surrounding me as my skin, is Thee.