– Field Note by Justine Kibbe February 28, 2017.
You are the fog horn of my heart. You wait in silence, then respond, thru thick and thin I know you. You are there.
As thought gives birth to grand ideas – you give a wider berth.
When I think I know exactly where I am headed with all this precious cargo, you remind me to take it slow – especially amidst the rip tides.
Yes, I am always listening. You have reminded me “again and again” just how to take direction.
Yet, you have trusted me at the helm.
