This whole idea of human thinking is pretty funny.  I can instantly think my way into a scary ghetto where everyone is running and screaming “Run for your lives!  We’re all going to die!!”  Yet it is a divine gift, the brain.  Again–don’t put your hand in the fire or stand in front of a buffalo herd.

It is thinking in moderation, though, that is the practice.  Balancing it with the heart, the body, the air, the seasons, that seems to be the journey’s path.  But with regular pauses, practicing the pause, wisdom (intelligence plus the heart) does seem to clear the Way.

So I thought (hahahah) that when I think, I might remember that it can be: Tender, Heart-felt, Intuitive Now Knowing (THINK).  Thinking can be tender.  I can use my brain to listen to my heart.  Allowing the flow of Divine Breath to catch my sails.  Staying in the now instead of then, future, past comparisons.  And “knowing”–well, I’d like to rephrase it as “gnosis”, that deep sense of right size right place right time hearing the birds again in spring, smelling the flowers blooming, watching the trees turn pink kind of “knowledge”.

Tenderness in my thinking today.