Along the road there are call boxes. Who would you call along the way, when times are tuff ???? Some of you call out to the wind, others call GOD in, some call to their crew, and then some do not call at all. Kids call for their parents. period. If they are not available, they call out louder and louder. I work with kids and horses. I tell the kids no screaming or hollering - UNLESS it is an emergency call. Those looking to make a lot of noise need the wide open spaces and the freedom it offers to call out loudly. I send them out to the pasture and say - ok let er rip!! Just like the Coyote does when the food is there. A call needed.
Now is the time for us to hear/here the calling. You are chosen to listen for those calls. A kid, a critter, a body of water, a hidden yet still alive energy calls to the the light. I am a tracker, and those calls kept me answering my whole career. Now it is everyone's turn to the hear the calls. I will be in the barn.
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