When the clouds create images that dance with our memories, can we join them in our hearts? Today’s cloud is my grandmother. Smelling smoke this morning so grandfather must be here too! Can you see the woman on the right?
Life’s purpose is to unfold with gentle whispers in the sun, tender imprints of color to see, and rising to the fullest of nature all in unison with the earth around us.
Surrender to life and find a pool of water to float away your troubles