Rhythm is defined as is a strong, regular, repeated pattern of movement or sound. I’m finding my rhythm lately. In all of the chaos of life, I am starting to realize that I have my own rhythm and am tuning into that which was fading into the background. I am hearing that tune which is becoming my own. I hear it in the call of the birds in the wee morning hours. I sense it in my day as I tune into the movement and magic of each moment as the day unfolds before me. Even in the battles, I feel it. From the early walk on the beach, to the dishes being done, lunches being made, coffee brewing early. It picks up pace and I feel the rhythm of my life in the making of the bed, and the doing of the laundry. At the end of the day there is rest, and the knowing, it is well.