The lilac is blooming, and the rain has lifted. Amazing how each garden transition is like a birth. Just like each breath, and each day.
Last night I hosted a short silent meditation session for my Mindful Self-Compassion community, and I read Mary Oliver (of course – she’s been on my mind a lot lately). I’d like to share her poem The Summer Day with you.
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”