The winds of our lives vary in their influence but no matter how life’ events begin to unfold the wind is there somewhere; marked and whispered upon by those Spirits, Guardians, and Deities with whom we work. The winds of change are constantly flowing about and through us. As these winds pass through the realms they turn there the windmills of change, pick up the essence, much like the scent of incense, and bring it into our lives.
When we have grown tired, irritable, and stressed by life’s events it is too easy to focus solely upon the fuel of those issues, the issues themselves, or simply the strong emotions permeating our thoughts and feelings. Compare this to standing in a field for hours, with no shade or water, the sun blazing hot, not allowed to move, and all on a hot summer day. Life at that moment is miserable, and that misery and what brought it on are almost entirely central to one’s thoughts.
In those moments when we allow any discord, life may bring and make it central to our thoughts, we become as the discord is. Now standing in that field, focusing only upon the unpleasantness of the situation one may miss anything else, however, when a breeze comes, and it will because the winds of change do not stop, that breeze will either be ignored as we wallow in the temporary circumstance or it will be noticed. 
If we look for the wind we are more likely to feel it upon our being. Stop then, right then, and appreciate it. For that wind will transform you if you allow it, as it takes the edge from the blade of severity. Sometimes you just have to stop and appreciate the breeze.
Boidh se!
-Spanish Moss
"Lost in a thicket bare-footed upon a thorned path."
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