I’ve been going through old journals and keeping and tossing.

I came across a sweet memory.  A hummingbird flew into a friend’s house, and to guide him or her back out, she filled glasses with water, and put a flower in each one, and set them in a path to the open door, and out the hummingbird went.  

There is such kindness in the world.

Last night, I watched the documentary, Going Clear, about Scientology.  It’s shocking and important to see how a cult develops when we hand our power and inner knowing over to another. Instead we need to trust what we know, and feeling within, follow the vases filled with flowers that guide our way.