She calls to herself.
A gentle warm breeze infused with pine and hemlock reminded her to breathe, to come back from wave upon wave of thought. Some important but most not.
She knew that this moment was all that she really had. She was determined take her spirituality seriously this time because she could feel a strong connection to her higher self, that eternal self, calling to her with each and every moment. She made the eternal self promise to keep calling her.
She knew it would be more difficult in the beginning, to stand in the present moment. That maintaining the holy instant was kind of like trying to balance on the head of a pin but she didn’t care. She wanted this.
The breeze blew again. Breathe.
She calls to herself.
Grounded Wisdom 