But if I am still.  I can let the radiance of how it works shine through me.

Watching a young friend bring forth her baby after a long day of him stubbornly refusing to show himself.  Now all are smiles and sleep.  Allowing things to flow as they go, grateful for the passage, the ride, the swim, the bumps, the grinds the smiles.

My heart is the Divine Heart–in, with, surrounding me.  I live and breathe from that precious Home. I am grounded in the truth of the Way, the Light, and the Love.