Some weeks the world can seem backwards & upside down.
It stops making sense and then something breaks, a breath of fresh air & blue sky appears!
Out of broken something new emerges…
The inner turmoil in that room of confusion begins to knit together a new pattern. You start to connect the salient points. A current begins to add curve to the weave. What seemed to be a broken rhythm turned out to be the silence just before the accent.
Letting go of the pressure to perform when circumstances beyond your control ask for other priorities to be honored. Breathing deeply, once again ready to receive, we find willingness instead of the tight fight.
Listening now
rake the coals and watch the glowing embers.
2 weeks of open mic drawings below, a bit of equipment or rather app freeze up, might be time for something else. An update helped and then the app froze again… limping hmm