“Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.” ~ Edith Wharton

I was having difficulties yesterday – my body tightened from the rigors of this disease, sending my mind into a space of ‘overwhelmed’.

I thought about hiding away; tucked safely ‘neath the covers riding out the pain.

Oh, but how I would have missed the day.

Instead, I forced myself and took the trails. I met a cow named ‘Sal’ and a farmer called Bill.

I had sweet peaches from a paper bag, dipped my toes into an icy cold stream.

I watched a heron dip his wings, and scale fearlessly upward higher than even the clouds might wish to be.

Oh, and there were two baby deer – fawns, isn’t that what they’re called? I couldn’t help but wonder if they were as equally curious as me?

I saw lotus blooms peeking from quiet waters; and a farmhouse adorned with a field of wildflowers.

And, all this could have been so easily missed – if I had listened to inner voice instead of following my bliss.

Life is to be lived, my darlings – unconditionally and without regret; with opportunities to ‘dive right in’ presented inside of every precious moment.

And, it’s always a choice you see – to boldly venture with full heart forward, or to simply ‘stay in bed’.

I’d like to think given those choices, my loves – that we’d never ever once hesitate again.

Because, this precious human life is indeed a gift.