
When things are right, there is no guesswork.
Nothing is awkward, nothing is out of place. There is nothing needed and nothing is wasted.
Everything makes sense.
There is a deep peace because all the pieces fit.
There is a special kind of freedom. Not just about the ability to move, but about the ability to be.
Discovering that background into which we fit – perfectly.
That background into which we begin to disappear.
That background where all the pieces come together . . .
with no guesswork.