(((muffy))) (((everyone)))) (((the path))))))

sometimes on the path there are twists and turns and we appear as children with looking eyes and hoping hearts ... sometimes the winds might stir up the leaves in our midst and cause us to stop and ponder what things there are in this great universe of so many corners and angles... if we look at the whole as the object it is and we can see it from the distance as the Earth might appear from our own moon, we can at times catch glimpses of the beauty of all that is and in a moment or heartbeat feel a love for the fragility of what was made and given over to our care... in this moment or heartbeat we might feel small and unimportant and we might even feel useless or that one such as ourselves so small could hardly matter... but this is not how healing spirit would allow us to think.... healing spirit always whispers a word of love in our ears.... it is in the next moment, the next heartbeat, our next breathe which then feels like clearer oxygen, strengthened blood, renewed hope and we can have it in an instant and for all time...