The certain wind I ride on

sometimes I wonder if it is enough to live life as I am living it

one where I wake without an alarm and get to slowly greet the day

one where my health and well-being are top priority

one where service becomes a living prayer and less of a rigid (or monetary) exchange

one where I truly get to tend to each arising with the deep most care

one where I can be a good steward to the animals God has placed in my care and live an unhurried existence (most of the time)

one where I can gather with my cherished ones spontaneously, and take the time to learn how to love them better

one where, at times, it’s unfolding is deeply, almost insanely still that I question my sanity

one where magic and miracles become the certain wind I ride on

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