Sometimes the things you really want sneak in the back door. Notice.

I recognize the delivery of grace to my day, even if I cannot identify a specific return address.

Belief transcends ritual, structure and societal expectation. It is an enlivening, intensely personal core to our being. Our way of being.

Living in the present moment requires discretion toward memory. Without memory we'd have amnesia. What good would there be in that? Offer discretion and discernment for our past with a broad spectrum of forgiveness. As for our present moment, delight. And dedication to remain fully present to all the possibility.

Some days are simply meant for playing.

As the evening beckons with the promise of tomorrow... may your gratitude rise up and with strength answer, "yes."

Loving is the most unmitigated and courageous act I perform in a day.