One foggy morning I was lost in Golden Gate Park walking to a class, and there before the de Young museum was a group of people in the slow motion beauty of tai chi. Though part of me was anxious and frustrated, the calm synchrony of their movement filled me with peace.

Though I was apart, I felt connection.

‘What if
confusion is spirit's way of telling us to stop thinking’
(From a blog poem signed Ho, Baby, Ho!)

We stop thinking, and sometimes, in flows love.