Even in the midst of illness and heartache and hurt of whatever kind we can remember to return to that place where the 'still small voice' speaks clearly of what is true and kind and possible.
While down for the count I lost my voice. Like my teachers have often reminded me it's useful to look for the metaphor. What isn't being said that could be useful if communicated? That's a good assignment for now.
The Flu is outa the way for now and the studio calls once again. During the down time it's been fine to simply be. We hardly ever give ourselves permission to simply BE.
Are you being ever so kind to your precious sweet self?