By Vicky Cavanagh-Hodge
I’m giggling as I start this post. It’s one of those delightful moments of observing my own potential to spin frantically on the mouse wheel for absolutely no reason whatsoever…..except habit and an inherent ability to temporarily lose perspective and blow things wildly out of proportion.
Here’s what happened. About an hour ago I was given the name of this post, but as is usual for me, I wasn’t given any content. That’s OK. I am used to that and not only trust the way in which the Divine works through me but also love the process – one that leads forever deeper into surrendering and allowing. So what set me off?
I’m giggling as I start this post. It’s one of those delightful moments of observing my own potential to spin frantically on the mouse wheel for absolutely no reason whatsoever…..except habit and an inherent ability to temporarily lose perspective and blow things wildly out of proportion.
Here’s what happened. About an hour ago I was given the name of this post, but as is usual for me, I wasn’t given any content. That’s OK. I am used to that and not only trust the way in which the Divine works through me but also love the process – one that leads forever deeper into surrendering and allowing. So what set me off?
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