Connections flourish when the mind’s pupil stands alert. They flow like a constellation and you, swinging like a monkey from one shiny coincidence to the next. Trust comes after the first few and the fear diminishes as the bounty grows. We are talking of course about following the dream. That one deep inside that makes your body tick and flow. The one that makes you glow. Your cheeks red, your heart slow.
Thankfully we are blessed with the cognitive ability to make the connections meaningful. To follow the road signs that your body points towards as it speaks to nature. My signs come in many forms and right now they are flying at me in spades… in the form of crow feathers. Everywhere I step… there is one sitting there confirming my way. Knowing that I am right, I continue.
