Grace

Grace, defined not by what is inside you but what is given to you. Healthy posture, open to receiving, the divine casts its gifts down and down and down and down. 

I’m in the state of wholeness, equable to holiness, because we are still here while life is sweet and full of curiosity. I came alive again, just last week. I let the rain fall down on me with open arms and laughed because you did too. I ran through that field like a child, spinning, cascading to the earth, into the grass beds and soil underneath. I felt a new love move me to new places, transform me, endlessly. 

I saw beauty everywhere. The Summer Triangle in the night sky, a crescent moon above valleys after valley, wildflowers, every shade of green we touched, signs and wonders. It all had been there for me for years, waiting, and I was too blind to see.

I would live in these moments forever if I could, and the future would never touch us