Saturday, March 22, 2008
In the quiet of the mornings, these white words on black welcome me to my writing/meditation room....
In the playfulness of watching our animals plays, I am reminded of how to live well
In the eyes of a Missy, Mister and Henry - I feel love
and in the end, in my goodbyes to Shen, Shadow, Splat and Suzie --
I learn that letting go is much harder for me, than it is for them.