I belong

…to the trees. to the river. to the soil. i belong to me.

Letting go

Something is lost and something is gained.

Beautiful, delightful things are slowly gathering, unseen, on every surface in my home. The profound wisdom and joy in a toddler’s observations.

When the NOW is exactly enough. And when it isn’t. Letting emotion flow strongly through me as I attempt to BE in the present moment.