My gratitude carries me... an undercurrent of inspiration guides. Even when I stop pointing with the stream, peaked for success... even when I crumble up into a ball and allow my sweet tears to blend with the salty energy... even still I am afloat and moving forward- driven by heart and rolling with the tide... I tumble along. But today my eyes gaze up, thru the marbled blue I see an expanse of opportunity. There is no horizon, only the continuation of my bountiful journey. When I reflect, my heart is heavy with the forks that seemed to be misguided dreams. I look over my shoulder - there is nothing there. For everything I have is ahead of me, and everything ahead of me is mine to have. I own the greatest gift- endless provision... and as the bread the fish, it will never stop multiplying as long as I give it away. Come with me on my journey, For what great manifestations that awaits are already here at hand.