What are my inner urgings?  The Tao talks about listening between the breaths, to the subtle constant flow of nature, the pulse between the noise and moments.  It is an unending practice of quieting the mind.  God love the mind, it is such a fine-tuned organ to warn us, compare, distinguish, note, (try to) remember, and judge.  But it is too busy for love and peace most times.

What an interesting challenge to train the mind to be still.  Then find that inner urging, and rein in the mind to drive where the heart seeks a journey.  Now that is true collaboration of intellect and love–wisdom I suppose.  Balancing what I dream and the analyzing of what can be with life on life’s terms.  That’s where miracles and magic seem to happen.

Now to feed my heart so it can dream.  It has always been afraid to push the envelope of what could be bliss.  Living too close to the next indicated action bring the horizon to the edge of my toes.  I have to raise my head and look up to where the She sings, the Divine flirts, and the tickling sound of Deva’s gurgling streams.

Sweet Lady, bring me Your dreams.