I often find that my mind never stops. It is a blessing and a curse! My mind creates and imagines on a whim, yet it many times cannot let things go. When your heart is heavy and you need a rest, the mind can be an enemy in itself.  I often times wish that I could just be. Be present in the moment, no thoughts of tomorrow, no need to have it all figured out. Its that type-A personality that thinks it must be in the know, be in some type of control. I know that worry is very much an enemy and sign of lack of faith. I have wandered some what. My soul slightly lost. I must remember to look up. Fall to my knees and look directly up.