My panicking heartbeat can’t save the world. So I listen, say my good words, remain, say my Peace, watch the ebb – and flow – of my life.
Then
Settle into the goodness of what is.
I can settle. And open to my strength.
And rejoice when the orange sky appears through the trees, silhouettes reaching – revealing the new goodness of this day.
It lifts me up, settles me in Light, this place, the earth. Streaky light of beauty. Rising.
The goodness that expands into my true heart – the one that remains steadfast and courageous, kind.
The one that can save the world – at least my tiny piece…. that connects to another… then another…
And reveals our truth together.
I believe in the goodness in all.
May all be at peace.
Beautiful, Ann! I am so glad to learn that you have this communication for us to enjoy!