Norma sits quietly with her knees drawn close, looking toward a small white star in the black unknown.

What Calls Me

I notice what draws my attention.

Insight

I do not need to know exactly what comes next. I can begin by noticing what catches my attention—what quietly calls to me from among all the possibilities. Choice begins with awareness.

Reflection

What is drawing my attention now, and what might it be asking me to notice?

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