What do you need?
Comfort? Strength? Joy? Hope? Love? Expression?
Is there any way you can offer some of that to another person?
Can you pour it as an offering to tall trees?
Can you whisper it to the moon?
In offering some of what we need, it enters. Service becomes our meditation. Life becomes our work.
We are built to communicate through sight, and touch, and sound.
What song is your life singing?
What incense rises from your altar?
How shall you dance?