The last few days have been a bit crazy, post communism by day and my steps for next year by night. I'm learning how important it is to make space to hear that one voice (God's voice) above all those others. As Henri Nouwen calls it, the "voice that calls you Beloved."

When my focus is on getting everyone elses' opinion I'm like a loose leaf blown in the wind. When I focus on His voice I feel grounded, attached to the tree. It's only in that grounded state that I can sleep easy.