I know not, i know not...i know not what is moving through me, only that it is. The thorns from the pain--they sometimes cut or I cry out in some other memory. But I breathe. Sometimes I reach out for reassurance. and there is always a glimmer. a flutter. it can feel sometimes like i am receiving a breath of fresher air. just a little flutter of grace,and I am reconnected to Source. the breaths come easier. love enters. sometimes courage too. I watch it go. at least for now. อีโมติคอน heart The gentleness of Kuan Yin's energy felt appropriate for this. much love! Listen to your Inner Ease with Monisha Mittal.