The candle flickers and I breathe deep. I breathe into the knowing of who I am today which is only how much of chrust I am open to in my heart- everything else lessens that, thought, can't be a higher gift for its the mear humble knowings of words I can collect and arrange or the thoughts of self which are protected and therefore jailed but the heart of christ is free, it's love and it connects with all love, and the birds that are chirping and the wind that passes by cheek....