I sit, enjoying the long-awaited smell of spring in the air. In January I declared it my year of Abundant Divine Expression. Nothing came, until this morning. I looked back at my ‘bread crumbs’, my new way of keeping track of myself over time and found the poems right there, lined up behind me, waiting to be spoken out loud. The sensitive timing of everything is becoming more clear. Until we are a yes, we are a no. It’s that simple. You can’t push or force it, without risking your very soul…because our voice is the voice of the Divine in human form. We are one. When you have the Divine ‘yes’ settle in, it’s undeniable, and you know it’s time.