Glazing the surface,
just out of reach,
yet pulling from the core.
Dimensions touching lightly
into me...
yield tiny scraps.
At the tip of consciousness by day,
it pulls me away at night
to allow a visit there.
Fourth hour roamings
free of gravity's pull
mutter blurry stories.
Memories shatter
and dismember
by returning to reality.
Something surrounds us
that most cannot see,
holding existence in all its forms.
Knowledge lives
just out of reach
yet pulling from the core.

We move through infinite decisions
Choosing fork after fork in the road
As the paths diverge
They also cross
The wrong path can still lead
To the best path
If intuition is allowed to correct the course
All paths are acceptable
But some encounter resistance
The further down the path you go
The more obstacles will arise
A thickening air will slow your progress
As intuition screams
To turn the other way
But some are deaf to that voice
While others hear but do not listen
Still others trust that internal urging
They want to pick the right path
And even know what that road looks like
But they are lost without a map
With each passing day they will
Feel the increasing drag
While the results of all past decisions
Eat away at their soul
Yet hope is kept alive
That the next choice
Might be THE choice
That starts them moving back
Towards their destiny
And they will know it when they feel it
That perfect click and satisfaction gained
As the puzzle piece interlocks and snaps into place
Doors will open and hurdles will fall away
When they realize that resistance
Is not a force we encounter
But one we hold tightly to ourselves
Release dissolves resistance
And forwards us to the right path
Each soul must find this perfect harmony
For the greater good of all

Listen to the small voice in the back of your head and don't try to change what it's saying to suit your ego.

My wife Sarah and I arrived at my mom's house in the late afternoon on the Fourth of July, a Thursday.  Our plans for the evening included attending the Saline County fireworks display in Harrisburg, Illinois as we have for most of the last few years.  Heat, humidity, and a complete lack of wind made the air seem like solid matter that created its own kind of drag as we walked.  While it wasn't as hot as it could have been,