The energy of this time pours and swirls. It can connect and it can befuddle. It builds until it sweeps me to a different place all together. The energy of this time of year is wild, but I trust it. I will let it flow through me.I wake to wind and rain. A white egret was standing in the pond with a group of mallards around it. I want to dance with the leaves and meditate with the water birds.
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