And what not to do
How do we know? From where comes the guidance?
Is there a still place in your soul? Do you know? Where is the stillness? Think of a pool of water in an old growth forest. It is completely undisturbed until the rain falls. Drip, drip, drip. The slow falling of the rain. The water being disturbed. Not a downpour really, but just drip, dripping. Perhaps the drips are the inspiration. The inspiration falling gently into the previously undisturbed pool.
Can you be still and notice? Notice the dripping, notice the subtlety.
Be still and know……
My Labyrinth Journey 