The Depression Demon took a good hard swipe at me, so I went outside to wander under Sebastian, letting his willowy branches surround me. Then I headed over to one of the Apple Trees and wedged myself in a fork of two large branches, and listened to the Bees and marveled at the blossoms, and watched some Turkey Vultures cruise the sky. It was almost sunny, but mostly not, and rain fell very softly. After awhile, I moved over to the herb garden, though the bright yellow Dandelions called first, so I popped some flower heads into my mouth, then munched on some mustard greens (hot! love it!), and chased it with some Oregano, and Thyme, then Rosemary, then back to the bright yellow Dandelions. Some of the Dandelions had transformed into Faeries, so I blew them into the breeze.
One moment at a time … and being NOW.
Now is the sound of the river, the song of birds, the whisper of trees, and the soft hum of bees. Now is the flames of warmth in the wood stove and my beautiful Lucy enjoying the warmth as much as I do. Now is fuchsia pink emerging on a spindly tree that looks dead most of the year framed in the sliding glass door, and neighbored by the Ben & Molly, the Holly Couple. Now is the stalks of Elephant Garlic growing by inches, and the Grape Hyacinths, and the orchid colored bell flowers (I don’t know what they are).
And reminding myself I am not perfect, and I can make mistakes. The world will not end, and nor will I.
Love is all that matters. Love is everything.