It's a cool morning and the dampness seems to match my mood. I should be buoyant my mind tells me, but my heart knows something else. My heart knows that I have not been making great connections with myself and it misses me. The mind keeps pulling me off to distraction with things to worry about, consider and yet never commit to anything different than what is.
The heart longs for settling into a comfortable rest, peace and gratitude for all that I am, all that I do and all that I have. And... most importantly all that I desire. My mind doesn't want to commit to one desire, it wants all the desires that overwhelms it into a whirling dervish.
Thank heavens, the heart will win out with a little practice. <3