My hands are full. My arms are full. Laden with bountiful blessings which I can almost feel myself wanting to reject. Go figure. Yet another creative expressing the existential angst which has only been quieted in my experience through empassioned service to others and thus the planet. Hmm. I often find myself seeking to find fascination with the opposite side of glee. Fortunately, this doesn't quite work the same as envisioning the positive, continuing on, then letting go of the results. Oh and then consistently looking for surprises. When I orient myself as such ,I am consistently amazed. Yup, pretty much consistently amazed. When I release my limited expectations of myself, others, and the universe I am cosnistently amazed. In between the amazement another song leaks through. The Beloved Muse writes through me, "Sacred is as Sacred does" Hmmm :-) Ahemm de la hemm!