Shh. Come with me. I know that you are worried about the weather. Take my hand. It’s okay. I know the way to somewhere special. I have cookies, just baked and some hot, sweet tea. Take my hand. Trust my heart. Shh. Come with me.
Can you hear music as we slide through the hallway? It’s on the air only there playing for you and me. Hear the melody, and you’ll know we’re safe as we move through the storm. See the cold rain can’t touch you. Isn’t that something? Shh. Your heart is safe too.
The wonder hasn’t started yet. Shhh. Don’t say anything.
Hear the music. Hold my hand and think of the cookies, just baked and the hot, sweet tea that I’m carrying. Across this street, down the stairs, here we go to the lake. No worries the tunnel is friendly and angel safe. See that light at the end there? That’s where we’re going. We’re almost there. Hushhhh. Hear the music. It sounds like the water on the sand. You and I are safe
Oh, look, someone left a perfect sunset, a perfect day for us. How did it get here?
Shhh. Hear the music. Let’s take the sailboat, lay back in the openness, and enjoy the weather.
I have some cookies, just baked and some hot, sweet tea. The storms we imagined will wait until we’re ready to see with them. Why waste a perfect time to do sail in the sunset? No one can bother us. You and I are safe and sound. We can feel happiness without worrying.
Shh. Hear the music. It’s on the air only there playing for you and me. See the sunset. It’s in the sky making colors only for us to enjoy and be please. It’s safe to delight and wonder in the beauty and music of a sunset.
I can’t think of a better place than Zen sailing with you, eating cookies, just baked and drinking hot sweet tea.
−me strauss Letting me be