Last night I finally found a bit of quiet time for myself, time to find the space where I could speak the words I needed to speak and listen for what would come my way.  Those times never feel long when I am in that space, hours passing in minutes.  The answers usually come if I take the time to listen and see, and so they did, rather boldly this time, quieting my doubts and uncertainties.  It was time much needed and when my head hit the pillow in the wee hours of the night I felt a closeness that had not been there in days.

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