The grouse left her message this morning. My heart feels into the wandering essence of her tracks, chugging along this way and that. She seeks sustenance in a spacious way. No rushing or worrying.  Trusting. 

Beyond the grouse tracks, my heart is captured by beautiful ice-crystal caves in the creaking shoreline. Here too I feel a quality of spaciousness. Life creating beauty for beauty’s sake.  No rushing or need for praise. Celebrating. 

My heart is well fed❣️

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