The feeling of being alone in the world is so scary. I sometimes feel alone in time as well. Insulated as we are in reality, between past and future, can be an acutely solo experience when we yearn for warmth and companionship. I often believe the years of conditioning amount to too much and I tend to mourn the possibility of change. These thoughts form a pattern, a slow barrage of accusation, an atmosphere of shame. What we forget is that these are moments to embrace opportunity, not despair. Relax indeed, and open your heart to it's basic sanity, it's inherent dignity, it's formless grace.