Worn out and weeping without consolation, I slowly consented to let the light within lead the way.
Gradually, I learned to navigate the unknown night scape by staying in the present moment and relying on the clues dropped with divine timing from unforeseen bearers of wisdom.
My desire to create, to materialize something in the outer world, requires me to go where I prefer not to go.
Practice, for me, is a way to create fertility for God to be expressed through my own being. It’s a commitment to spending time with the Beloved each day, remaining still and alert, noticing what comes up and releasing it, creating space for Love to grow.