Breathe In Space
I had breakfast this morning with a dragonfly hovering, some swallows swooping and the resident cats meowing.
There were a couple of butterflies playing in the gentle sunlight as the previous days warm sea mist cleared to unveil a clear blue sky and warm yellow sun.
A slow moving caterpillar moved along at a snails pace and the my skin welcomed the warmth of the gentle breeze as I listened to natures radio of chirps and chatter interceded by the occasional rumble of a passing truck.
All was well in my world as I welcomed the onset of a brand new day.
I am grateful.
You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It's just a matter of paying attention to this miracle.