Gettin' the Groove Back (Just in Time for Thanksgiving:)

Two days of heavy rain/sleet/snow breaks up just outside my Tahoe window. Life, the constant metaphor, is presenting a beautiful practice opportunity. The sun shines through magnificent puffy white and silver clouds in a canvas of blue sky. "Happy Thanksgiving" is a very real and visceral reality for me this year--I was released from hand therapy yesterday after 4 months, graduating with flying colors as my finger is only 5 degrees from straight! I'm back in the full time ASL interpreting saddle and life is a relative normal as routine returns, which means...creating has returned. Keyboard skills and writing are restored. I couldn't be happier. For the first time in almost a year, I sit before the muse with an open heart, waiting....

She Loves by Shiloh Sophia McCloud

What Needs to Be Said
©Karla Johnston, InnerConstellation.com

Almost a year since my focus has been pure,
intent on writing.
The reasons why:
lengthy illness and passing of a beloved pet,
injury, physical therapy,
deterioration and death of a loved one,
and all the day-to-day…
melt away,
insubstantial
as I meet you here,
in this constant and healing plane,
knowing a patient wait.

After so lengthy a gap
what needs to be said?

Space between the many moments
will allow gratitude to deepen and penetrate—
more space,
more space.

Love is the shining star of service,
guiding all paths to right action—
more love,
more love.

If these two guidances only are remembered—
space and love—
anywhere one goes
a panacea gently flows.