Watching the wren bring food to her babies

And listening to their tiny happy cheers

“Yeah a bug from mom”

My tuning forks healer ( lucky me)

Said “You have to feel it to heal it-

Those deep layers and it’s uncomfortable”

So much was buried until later-

” Well- later is now.”

The system wants balance as it wobbles….

Lightning strikes and pounds the sky.

Not mind- centic ( what I usually rely on)

It is the nature of nature itself

That can be trusted.

Bare feet on the ground.

Love Sally