One grand harmony, the music of Being expressing itself always, through breath as love. Being existent: harmony of feeling, of thought, of action; doing as is needed, when and how it is to be done.
Within the being, heart, remember. Attuned to the highest sound, the greatest love, and placing oneself upon the path of continuance, expressing, being; as part of this symphony, the music itself.
When one enters the note of self, it rings true only to the lesser. It is like adding another melody not meshing. Like a bubble in the smooth deep water; as a strand of color not mixing in the paint. The non-harmony shows by separation, apart from the blend. It then draws the things of life to balance.