You play a long game, Shiva, so i'm often looking for signs of You, to get an idea of what You have planned for me this time. You keep me alert, curious, & i feel lively when You are near. Your energies make me tingle & giggle like a shy young schoolgirl. i need more of this for the secret doors of my heart to slowly work themselves open. that is where the overflow of silliness dwells, pacing behind the closed doors. now the doors fly open! & the most arcane silliness of all comes forth, prancing & skipping & dancing through the biggest doorway, laughing & flirting as it comes up to me. i hold out my arms & it leaps gladly up to be cuddled & stroked & tickled on its little soft fuzzy belly, snuggling close. "let's play dress-up," i whisper in its eager ear. "come see all my costumes," i say as i carry this silliness with me. i have some long game costumes like mountain & ocean & tree. my favorites are the stars, & that's also what my rescued silliness wants: to fly swiftly through the sky like a star. it won't believe me when i say that stars don't actually fly. "you just haven't paid enough attention," my silliness snorts. "you watch me now!" it gives a really big, mighty, mammoth jump that totally breaks free of gravity's ties, & it goes up, soaring across the sky with a huge grin shining on its face. it doesn't burn up either, it just puts on a wild dance show that leaves all the other star systems gasping in awe, & with the urgent desire to let their own silliness roam free & wild. all silliness is good at finding the wells of healing. in this way, the silliness got set free to be in our lives. so is this Your long game, Shiva? bringing us more laughter & ridiculousness? loosening us up to free our vision from the hard grip of the tight & narrow patterns that we had become entangled within? what a holy blessing! thank You, Shiva, for holding my world together from the inside out; for filling me with Your presence & touching me with Your love. the rhythm of Your dance echoes in my jubilant heartbeat.