Inextinguishable you–me.  The Tao says to express myself, to ask “what is it inside of me that still is unexpressed?”  Even if it is raw dark murky slime of feelings, I have to get them out like cleaning out a glass.  So that more can refill it again and again.

What is unexpressed in me today?

I stand for clarity, I cheer on myself through tasks.  I let myself get excited about family visiting for the holidays, knowing that their visit will disappear like a wisp of morning fog within a week’s time.  I declare myself, my space, my happiness, and when I get tired of sitting, driving, moving, cleaning.

The Solstice is upon us–ahhhh the sun returning, the hint of light that is ever-present yet hidden so often.  I praise the glorious Light.