We are ready for a change in the weather, both the outer weather and our internal weather.
|weather vane at Vizcaya Museum and Gardens, Miami, FL|
We feel we are lumps of clay on a potter's wheel. When will the potter come to transform us?
We look into the darker depths, as we listen.
We are ready for discernment. We look for buds ready to furl into flowers.
We are ready for the sign.