I watched a fight unfold online. Two individuals of equal point vying for their need to be heard.

Each of us has traveled this path, my loves; where intention yields to the complexity of emotion and good will surrenders to moment.

We put more in, yet end up losing all.

Often, we may feel a sense of fractured belonging; wanting be part of, yet isolated still. Alan Watts once wrote that all of life is a function of the universe as a whole.

Just as the wave to ocean, our energy serves. Even though we may not sense it at the time, still – every thought, every word, every action becomes an inseparable part of the much greater whole.

“The art of living,” he writes. “is neither careless drifting on the one hand nor fearful clinging to the past on the other. It consists in being sensitive to each moment, in regarding it as utterly new and unique, in having the mind open and wholly receptive.”

The sadness within these conversations, my loves – is that we tend to bristle up, becoming ultimately more rigid in our ways.

In doing so, we sacrifice this sense of wonderment – of allowing ourselves to experience these depths of moment more fully.

Just a little something to remember, my darlings ~ even the slightest of tug can serve the ambitions of peace.

With love…
Namaste ❤️