Expressing emotions while not disrupting the flow of our energy, every precious movement in celebrated flow consistently, assuredly and composedly…it’s a feat for sure. From the nadirs of our fountain of candor, it can’t be denied without a lesson, not a comfortable one for the tender-hearted, at least not in the moment. All that is needed is our presence, our remembrance and the current is palpable. Days before the darkening sky and on the cusp of the forthcoming distant rumble of thunder and even before the mist declaring the downpour these three starseeds had it in them to flow with the ripples of the waters. It was on their bucket list of evening activities, just before the bath, “midnight snack,” sneaking out of the room & spy on mama, and staying up as long as those heavy eyelids could bare. And then it came. The rain, the loamy smell of wet earth the next morning all three cuddled on the corner of the settee mesmerized by the rising star waiting for their flakey pain au chocolats to warm in the oven. It’s beautiful, the life-giving forces of nature that resonate within our cells.