I woke this morning permeated with Einstein’s words:

“There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” 

I met a friend yesterday for a walk to Tennessee Valley Beach.  We were the only ones to walk through wind and mist to arrive in a sheltered place up near the rocks.  And then the sky cleared, and still we were the only ones there, and the tide came in up close to us and then went out.

Hours passed as we spoke of life and death and what it means to us to be “here” right now, this moment, blessed!

Tennessee Valley