pausing to let the mist rise
getting fully relaxed and comfortable for the job that must be done
turning all your remarkable power around
being gently offered the myrobalan leaf you sought for so long.
knowing when to leave them behind
encountering a guide who’s more interested in you than anything else
seeing clearly the only direction in which to go
crackling and bursting with hundreds of unco ideas.
lighten your mind; soften your heart.
pausing halfway up and seeing how very far you’ve come
in the summer you see things differently
experiencing some delightful secrets of the universe.
the day of long slow light shimmering into evening
imagine flying far beyond the blue horizon
early morning enticement on a magical adventure
putting aside all the ropes that bind you.
smiling at the sea
not over, or around, or under … but through.
welcoming your friend into utmost simplicity
your angel waiting for you to ask
galloping and galloping