Enough

 Despite the fact that yesterday morning was grey and a little chilly and that I was congested and sniffly, I spent some time in both our front and back gardens - doing some watering, trimming, and pulling weeds. Again, I was reminded that there is healing to be found in a garden. As I walked in and between these fairly small spaces I greeted the bees and blossoms. As I did so, calmness began to take root in me. I forgot I was kind of cold and was pulling out a tissue out of my pocket every few minutes. Just before I came back inside I paused and realized that while yes, I know there are incredibly beautiful places in the world, and yes, I do want to do a little more traveling in the future, I am not sure I will find a place that offers me more peace than where I am right now. Such contentment has been long in coming. I think I have always feared contentment, confusing it with complacency. Today, I am not willing to sacrifice the peace of this moment for the restlessness of thinking there may be something more "out there". There surely is. I may even experience some of it. Yet, today, I have enough.

   

I pray that the seemingly unrelenting hunger and greed of the world's aggressors be abated by their realization that when everyone is allowed the chance to savor enough, there can be peace. We will then be able to hear the earth's song of love and wisdom once more. 

 

         

 

     

  

    

image: the peaks and valleys of a neighbor's rose.  April 2024