The grass has come alive with grasshoppers. Fled a lightning storm on my bday. Talked with a dear dear friend this morning, and we just laughed staring at each other’s faces through Skype. Never gets old. Nothing does. Check out these words straight from the 13th century. (And these flowers that look like dogs)
When I was the stream, when I was the forest, when I was still the field, when I was every hoof, foot, fin and wing, when I was the sky itself, no one ever asked me did I have a purpose, no one ever wondered was there anything I might need, for there was nothing I could not love. – Meister Eckhart
Thank you Anna and Susie for those words.