Everything is falling into place. Woke this morning, burned incense, and listened to chanting, then to Bach. By Wednesday I think I will be in full tilt with this plan. Ready to do the work I need to do, and ready to move ahead with life.
Early this morning I walked outside in my bare feet, to the sidewalk. Fallen leaves were yellow, and blowing a little - a rare deciduous tree in Florida. I smelled the leaves going back to dirt, decomposing, and I felt glad. It is a season of farewell.
Will remained focused on listening to the universe, instead of talking.
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