Refreshed and renewed, feel into the true you. Choose a new satchel—or none at all. Open your hands—clean hands—and step into the best and rest of your life.

Be open to this energetic call—felt, not forced—and guided by the breeze of your breath. You are carried by the momentum of all creation. All is in concert. All is orchestrated.

You’ll make music of a different kind, and your entire being will hum with recognition.

Bless those that led you to where you are—

whether it is an oasis for you to pause for a while,

or a spur that moves you toward a more refreshing, more lucrative oasis.

When you become aware of what you do not want,

through the feelings that are evoked,

that clarity offers guidance.

Not necessarily a destination—

but guidance toward more.

Just like in the pot, the concentrated energy releases—through tense conversations, heavy emotions, or even unspoken pressure held in the body as small physical discomforts. Releasing it into the air, whether it melts together or dissipates apart, is often the more harmonious path.

Beam your inner light with intent. The brightness and trust that others feel in your field will—and already does—reflect from within. Your truth speaks volumes and shines clearly through the windows of your soul: your eyes. See clearly. Speak freely. Know that you are emitting the True Tone of your intent from within.

Make restitution to yourself first.

By returning to your whole — to your own chord of resonance — then all else will align perfectly.

Like the constant pinging of a device when in the “Find My Friends” mode, your Self—your true self—will always be calling.

If the sound is distant or muffled, it is only letting you know that you are farther away rather than near. To realign and find your friend—your best friend—feel, rather than hear, the continuous call.

Feel through your emotions.

Feel through your feelings.

Plant, then rest.

Enjoy the full plate in front of you —

the satisfaction, the sweetness, the nourishment

of fruits from previous gardens planted.

Your breath, however, is a magnet or sponge for that same energy. You, too, may be—and are—your own vortexual collection of energy.

Bow in appreciation, not in weight.

Do it for adventure.

Do it because you would like to