We’ve entered the liminal world in these days between one holiday and the next. In our area, much has closed down due to the weather. The most recent viral variant results in many cancellations and schedule changes.
My practices open me to consistent stability. I feel like a mountain. Grounded in the Good Mother Earth, with so many paths well tread to my top, I view all others similarly. Their mountains may not be mapped out yet as they climb the pilgrim’s path, or maybe they’ve gotten all they need from their peaks as they head back down once again.
How are you navigating these days between holidays? What helps you stay grounded and uplifted? Ki to Happiness waves from her mountain top to yours.
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Mountain reporting in. Mountain bathed in joy, relief and sunlight. Mountain of oak trees that never wither or wane. Mountain of green, lush and moving with the winds of the seasons. Home to eagles and sparrows. Squirrels and doubtless termites………