Sometimes it all seems incredibly beautiful. There is a reason that can be felt, a purpose that leads and stirs and guides within us. The air feels spacious, gracious, glory-filled and alive. The sky stretches itself to fit all the possibility and wonder inside it.
Other times the heaviness weighs the spirit so far down that the only tangible thing is a question without answer. We get so caught up asking ourselves Why? that we lose sight of the Where and How. The here, the now, are all that really matter.
Everything else is circumstance, tangent, circumvention.