Strands

 

"Peace visited me and reminded me that I may

remain calm through the storms of life."

Tahlia Hunter

We can liken our brains to Christmas bows, all tied up in knots or twisted into uncomfortable shapes.  Curious about the unspoken pleasure of flattening ribbons ... is it like unknotting the garble in our souls?

As Christmas slowly fades, we can cast streamers into the nearing New Year.  We can sever ties to our chaotic past and begin with simple twine.  As chaos dims, we can reclaim our sense of peace and project new found calm forward.

Slowly moving forward, we can lace strands of quietude into the tapestry of our lives. Avoiding abrasive tugs and pulls, we can sustain the ability to gently move through snags and snares.  Remember, resistance leads to tears.