

Where is trust residing in me? What does that place look like? Is it a small cubbyhole in the back of my mental processes? Or is it a ballroom sized place that has room and interest in all I bring to it. What happens when we trust? How does that feel?


Letting GO.
It is not always easy to find ourselves there. It is easier, of course to hold our cynicism in front of us, shielding us from the pain of disappointment or loss, but there is loss BEHIND that barrier as well as in front of it. So I ask you, just for today, to find someone, or something you are fond enough of, to try to rest in.....
Yep, that's what I have today. Oh yea, and while you are thinking about it, take a walk today too!
Blessing be in your heart. Misty November 30, 2014