Picture by Judy Joy Jones 'Grace Cathedral'

I awakened, filled with the simpliest wisdom…

Nature knows the perfect place for a rose to bloom into a thing of beauty..

And so it is with our souls…nature ushers us into rich soil surrounded by wise souls that whisper ‘grow’..

And when our blossoms tenderly fall back unto the soil from whence came they, our spirits blaze across the skies as our essence becomes starlight, shining through eternity…..guiding new life unto life…

May we all most tenderly on this day..let go …let god…