Paul stood, feeling the air thicken and charge with anger.

His muscles tensed; this always happened when the enemy approached.

The troops began to scatter into their formations as commanded, but he tightened his chest as he chastised them for having jumped into automatic action.

He didn’t want to do anything.

The ranks raged, but he held firm.

He called his own men to turn against themselves just to keep them still.

The battle then became within himself and the threat had won.

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The world is a grand interconnected web in which harmony produces an intricate dance of cooperative efforts and balance among the parts. Each person, butterfly, fallen leaf has its purpose. Our own body is the same. Every cell knows its job and dances with the others. We are part of the grand web of connection of the world, but we fight and resist ourselves, and quiet our own emotions, causing unrest in the cells and dysfunction in the internal community of the body. We are responsible for destroying our own insides.

If we can’t flow within ourselves, how can we understand and play our part in the dance of everything?