We know deep down when we're being sneaky, when our integrity is lacking. My flavour of this has been that I am not always direct with my words. I see my trickery: by aluding to something I force the other to work it out, making them look stupid in their ignorance; or, I make the other out to be 'wrong/bad' while I position myself as being 'right'. It's a power play.

An egg's shell is an incubator of life but is not for life - there comes a time when the baby creature inside must break free. The eggshell container serves a valuable purpose by holding and protecting a fetus during this initial stage of development but must eventually be broken for the flow of life to continue to develop and transform.

Listening to Niall Campbell and Nicola Robins in Rain Only Falls into Beauty reminded me of an adolescent awareness I'd forgotten. The energy of chaos held an excitement, an anticipation of something to come. When things appeared stable and orderly, going well, I sensed a possible complacency, of becoming unaware.