In your heart, may I stir a gentle breeze, whispering of spring and sunshine, wildflowers and honeybees. May I remind you of innocence and simplicity, of what it is like to feel pleasantly drowsy. To fall joyfully into deep grass, and feel the grass tickle your face as you make a space for yourself, like a resting deer. And to doze, listening to distant sounds of nature that lull you into a state of deep contentment. It is in this place, that trickles of thought can stir, where your inner voice can be heard - not in words, but in impressions as fleeting as a dragonfly, and as memorable as its iridescent wings. ~ Kim McElroy