I am breaking through to the other side. First the lightning bugs on the bike path, then the last few days the cicadas have been responding to pitch changes in the ohm when I meditate. This morning I saw these tiny twinkles of light in the trees and I realized that they were bits of sunlight reflecting from raindrops suspended in the trees leaves.
Even as I write this now I feel the power of the universe coursing through me. The music is moving my fingers across the keys.
Sorrow and fear are part of this life too, but not now.
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Iron horseshoes in the Prussian Calvary, jet fighters and bombers in the American Air Force, Czech trainers in post Soviet Russia.
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