The little wren is sitting patiently on her nest waiting for her eggs to hatch.  She was busy building it, and now, she sits, and when the chicks hatch, she’ll be busy again.  Meanwhile, either she or her mate chirp away. 

I sit between, on, above, and below the notes.

I received sad news this morning.  My younger cousin has pancreatic cancer and will begin chemotherapy.  Where do I put this information in the melody and harmony of the day?  The metronome is so precious in its song, a song beating with my heart and the larger heart we share.

Yesterday I read an article on how to respond to another in need.  We ask: Do you want to be helped, heard, or hugged?  Of course, hugs are preferably done in person though we do send them through space on the internet.

And right now, a ding, and I receive a text of an emoji of two kitties hugging with a heart above, and then, an explanation from my beloved niece.

I was at a retreat recently for work and the somatic instructor said we need 4 hugs a day for survival, 8 hugs a day for maintenance, and 12 hugs a day for growth 

And the best part is that our nervous system doesn’t differentiate between a hug from someone else and a hug from ourselves 

So hope we can all hug ourself today

I embrace her hope and send it to you and to me. May we all reverberate in and celebrate a loving circle of care.