Dear Open, 

I think I touched or perceived the grid today in my meditation. It was beautiful. After a particularly difficult last week, this week I seem to have a singing heart and a smile on my lips. I cannot explain it because I work in a hospital and sh*t is hitting the fan. I am disengagingand and  starting to work independently in a clinic, which I am envisioning as this space where I teach parents to tune in to their kids rather than just treat disease. So much is being destroyed and yet it feels like I am finding slowly but surely my voice and my song.

Lots of love, 

Megha