I have so much to say.
Now, more than ever.
Yet I crave silence.
I find myself lately in a harmonious flow but know stillness will serve me far more greatly than conscious movement can. These paradoxes swirl around inside of me and amidst the internal chaos, I am [still] learning to listen. The greatest tool we have is to listen. So even though my blood is boiling over the disappointing, my heart breaking for the dire, I am doing what I can and before I can raise my voice, before I can uplift the people, I must listen as if my life depends on it. Our lives depend on this.
Make still the body, quiet the mind and be receptive to The Everything Existing Always.
