Sniffles

It is Indian Summer.

Warm breezes are spinning the wind spinner

I have the sniffles.

I believe in fresh air and sunshine for when I have a cold.

I was so happy to see a butterfly I forgot about my sneezing
for a few minutes.

I am drinking echinacea tea and lots of orange juice.
I am resting in the sun.

I am reading.

I am learning.

There is much to know.

I have many questions.

I forget I am sick
when I am far-far away.

Meditation with the birds

Once again I meditated outdoors.

Once again I sat in the sun with the birds.

The time I spend in silence with the birds

fills my soul with joy.

I chose Hawk this morning from

my deck of Medicine Cards.
Hawk is the messenger.

It is up to me to listen

to be aware.

It is up to me not to be blinded by the light.

I have learned to trust.

I have learned to laugh. 

I know how to have fun.

I look and am delighted.

Each day I see a butterfly

I am blessed.

Birds and butterflies fill me with gratitude.