This morning, I’m inspired by a poem from Gregory Orr:

“To be alive: not just the carcass
But the spark.
That’s crudely put, but …

If we’re not supposed to dance,
Why all this music?”

I read it over and over again, settling into the subtleties of the wonderment posed. Indeed, if we’re not supposed to dance then, why all the music?

Each morning, we’re greeted with a wash of new light; and colors so magnificent they bring a ‘fire’ to our soul. For millennia, we humans have been transfixed and inspired. We’ve celebrated the gloriousness of this life and this earth through soulful heart song.

And, reminding us that “we are here.”

My darlings, whatever your troubles, unsettledness, or worry – nothing can diminish the miracle which surrounds. It is evidenced through every branch and brook. It is high upon the trees gracing the skies before the morning sun. It is hope exemplified, and – it is your truth.

Look for the ‘music’ in this day, my loves ~ I promise it’s right there before you.

Namaste ~ ❤️