I’ll admit it. Sometimes I feel as slow as a sloth. Sometimes I move as slow as a sloth. It’s been hot this summer, humid, and sticky too. Add to that the drag of Covid, and the seemingly endless barrage of distressing news. All of this was a seductive invitation for me to step back, slow down, and sit quietly for a while to process. Not knowing quite what to do, not knowing quite what to say. I surrendered to stillness. So, apart from the daily necessities, along with my work with clients, I’ve been somewhat off the grid.