Rain rain rain.  Driving in rain in the dark to work.  Coming home in the rain in traffic in the dark.  Time to get friendly with the shadow.

Can’t please everyone.  Not my business why she gets quiet and somber.  I’m not supposed to mind-read at work, but do my work and step back–the only way to serenity.

The first element of our human life is love.  Then fire, air, water and earth; then bodies and form and function and brains.  The first thought should be love–what would love do?

I am not a god, but I am filled with the Divine One in every cell and fiber.  I do not make the planets move, but each time I breathe and walk across the room, the galaxy sings to Her dance.  I cannot change traffic, but in the dark car, stiff from sitting, I can listen to Her lullabyes and sway to Her loving music.