There a looming and enduring sadness extending across the vast expanse of the deep. Calling out to me, I resonate with the heart of God. The cure is to remain still and not be afraid. Allowing for no next and no before I stand still in the eternity of the right now. Stress and pressure exist only in a remote dimension where important eclipses the vital and our mindset creates a hierarchy of urgent ephemeral demands many of which are fashioned by our culture and do not rightly exist. These fall of their own accord as my stillness sorts truth from the demands in my awareness. I am floating buoyed by the knowledge that although my best is always required, it is many times and more often than not, impossible to achieve.