In the midst of relocation, I contacted an old friend who lives in this area. I wanted to make sure I saw her before the potential move to the Midwest. In reuniting, we both celebrated that our move will be just 5 miles north so we can see each other easily again.
We are both dead heads from 40 years ago with many friends in common. As we shared our stories, we found many places where our zig zagging paths crossed. A line from a Grateful Dead song kept playing in the background as we visited: “the music never stopped.”
What music does your internal DJ play for you? What remains constant as all else changes? Ki to Happiness dances to the music that never stops.