All of This....

This morning I was struck with how very much I am in love with my life right now.  Somewhere between walking through the dewy grass and having my flip-flopped feet tickled, searching for four leaf clovers, telling Butters that the crashing and ruffling sounds in the woods were wild monkeys at play and catching the late morning shadow display on my kitchen window seal I was prompted to write this: 

Today if I listened

I would hear my own voice say

"If not now, when".

And

"It is ok that you have several projects

and works of art in process,

but you need to ask yourself

if you are exploring your creative options or

if you are running away from your greatness?"

And

"Sometimes greatness hurts because it
stretches you and expands you to the point
you think you may burst.  This can be scary, but it
is necessary just like taking a deep

breath before you dive deep into the water searching for

sea shells."

And

"Are you stopping one thing and jumping to another because it is getting harder?

Everyday is a work in progress,

everyday you learn more and push through

to greater understanding,

to deeper connection,
to less needs,

to the world around you is enough."

The splendor of light flooding through the window pane at 4 pm,
the hiss and hum of the air conditioner soothing the need for quiet,
the birdsong that is the background soundtrack playing throughout the day.
Letting my hair air dry,
Wearing an apron
splattered in paint as my
new uniform of choice.

All of this.
And the space and time to write this down.
All such beautiful gifts.