| Hello Preciousness,
This morning’s musings as I sit on my terrace.
A gentle awakening breeze caresses my body.
My gaze is caught by tender branches with baby green leaflings. Their new growth is vividly hopeful.
Drops of dew glisten like jeweled fairy lights that hang suspended between hold on and let go.
I chuckle. I am like that. Full. Effortlessly hanging on until the full heaviness meets gravity.
And then, that letting go is not a decision, an effort or a doing.
I watch another drop fall and I think “everything – every thing – comes together in its own way and then the letting go is here. It’s just suddenly here.
A drop in an ocean of wild field-grass.
A drink for a tender sproutling or a thirsty ant.
A smile for the beginning of my day.
Sharing this moment with you in love,
Sharon |
