Once again, I need to let it take shape without over-thinking. That’s the disconnect. The discomfort. Making it too hard.

So when I heard it this evening doing dishes…

Finding the world in the smallness of a grain of sand
And holding infinities in the palm of your hand.
[Send Your Love. Sting, Sacred Love]

I bent down to look at my tat. An Aum in an 8 petaled lotus…

“…to which every part and particle is equally related; the eternal ONE.”

Of course. So simple. I need to remember to always strive to BE in that space of connectedness.

Peace, Tranquility, Harmony, Joy, Love.