I started to say the sun is shining and then I realized that, of course, it’s shining; it’s always shining and then there’s what’s happening to us as the weather changes: fog, clouds, rain, snow, sleet.

This morning I’m at peace.  I’m thrilled with the Supreme Court decision on LGBTQ rights.  I swirl within, a pelvic cauldron that swells up into heart and throat with gratitude.

There’s so much to do on the planet, and honoring each of us is where we start.

Ah, the sun just struck a branch of the tree, and that touch reverberates in me. 

Sun spreads its beams through each of us us like honey and jam and I stay sheltered-in-place.

Morning Bouquet

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