"What message wants to come through today?"

I take a moment to ground myself, feeling the floor beneath my feet and imagining thick roots growing out from the soles of my feet and moving through the floor boards, into the Earth, as deep and wide as the tendrils wish to go. 

I breathe.

And breathe again.

With eyes closed, I turn my face upwards and imagine a bright, golden sun beaming its warmth on my skin. Shimmering light flows through the top of my head and all through my body.

I breathe.

And breathe again.

"What message wants to come through today?"

Rest.

Rest in the knowing that the Universe has your back, that your dream is not too indulgent or impossible, that you have all the time you need, and that choices will define your path.

Rest in the possibility of a Way opening up that you never would have imagined if you hadn't rested, realigned, and made space for what you needed when you needed it.

Rest in the beauty that lies before you: the song of a bird, the luscious...