This feeling I had today. A feeling of being in tuned with the flow. What arised was a thought to control the flow, rather than to allow it. Just like having a rose and choosing to pick it either than let it flourish and blossom. One brings death, while the other beings gratification and appreciation. What is needed is remembrance and self recognition. Recognizing the guiding sequence that has aligned itself with us. When we start to zig zag, we are truly distorting our very own stream. Once one is in the flow of their own internal flow, the work becomes playful and the ego can surrender. The master flex of the minds own time. The breathe has established it's true potential becoming visible just to break the mist.