What am I to be today?  A loose knot, a looped path, a slippery sliding teflon surface where all that is not needed, all that is not nurturing is instantaneously released.  I am that place of secure inner stillness so that the crabshell skin can nod and support and use my hands to drive and haul and my face can smile.

Inside I am safe on a shaded sweet green path where small spirits rustle, flying angels sing solos that lift my heart.  Every cell in my body is lounging on a day couch in an open porch deep in the old growth forest.  Each breath brings in deep pine pungent energy and as I release, I circulate the stories told around me over and over again. 

I am a circulation of brilliance–in and out.  I stroll on a wandering wonderlust path.