Too much on my slate right now. A time to slow down, trust more, fear less, for I am weary, and change can seem too much when my faith wavers. I weep, not even sure why. So many dreams have died, and one would think I'm experienced in letting go, in facing discouragement, disappointment, learning to live alone when I still hunger for companionship.
Today it felt like a quiet whisper from the warm wind tickling my feet through the bedroom window. "I am with you, Carol, you are not alone at all. You just get impatient sometimes, and don't be so hard on yourself when this happens. Trust the night sky is with you as you sleep this night. Tomorrow shall be a new day, a new beginning. Rejoice and be glad you do have friends you can count on. " Not-knowing means being open to possibilities instead of set in old ways that aren't working right now. Imagine this golden cord connecting you with the Divine; let it ground you and comfort you. See the present as a gift, for when you are too busy with others, you have no time to write, and that is one of your gifts! Sleep well and welcome the darkness!
