It feels great to have the chemicals leaving my body and I am definitely more energetic and up beat than I’ve been. Yet my muscles aches as I’m asking them to do the things I’ve always wanted them to do. Stiff, tight, no way I could do a yoga class. But I’ll get there and I’m so happy to be back at my internship, back doing the things I love. We leave for Paris in only 3 weeks.
by Mary Oliver
Everyone should be born into this world happy
and loving everything.
But in truth it rarely works that way.
For myself, I have spent my life clamoring toward it.
Halleluiah, anyway I’m not where I started!
And have you too been trudging like that, sometimes
almost forgetting how wondrous the world is
and how miraculously kind some people can be?
And have you too decided that probably nothing important
is ever easy?
Not, say, for the first sixty years.
Halleluiah, I’m sixty now, and even a little more,
and some days I feel I have wings.
Source of love – Aspiring to have wings, at least some of the time. And for sure let me recognize those sacred moments when I have them. Amen.