Stay in touch

While taking my morning meds; 9 15 18

Anytime we feel we are separated from our Source, it is just an opportunity to remind ourselves that we are not.. I run a little bit. I run to it 3 count cadence. It used to be to a four beat, I guess I prefer a waltz, to a military parade. Definitely not fast enough to be a polka.

I felt sort of separated, emotionally tired. In rhythm to my footsteps, I requested of Source.

(In rhythm with my footsteps 1,2,3…1,2,3…touch, 2,3… me, 2,3… touch, 2,3… me, 2,3.)

Almost immediately it was as if I could hear my Source respond  in kind.

(In rhythm with my footsteps 1,2,3…1,2,3…touch, 2,3… me, 2,3. touch, 2,3…me, 2,3.)

Source wishes to be touched by us as much as we wish to be touched It.

So stay in touch

A Passing Friend

Morning Meds; 9 16 19

In a dream, a passing friend came by to say goodbye.

An eleven year battle with cancer took her life, but it never touched her soul.

Her light of love always shined through.

It’s is comforting to know that no one is really gone.

They continue on, just a step beyond our vision. With love…