I was surprised by how joyful I was the day after my birthday. It was visible to other people; one person commented that I looked radiant. It was joy shining through me.

It opened up to me very recently after needing to euthanize my precious kitty cat on Monday. That despite what could feel like a dark period, she was a gift of joy to me. My perspective is that new beginnings are opening for me —- new opportunities to love again.

My sweet Mistletoes, kitty extraordinaire. She looked up at me with doe eyes and she smiled at me in her advanced stage of Ill health telling me she was digging the music 🎶 as I danced. It was a magical moment. A hospice vet comes this Monday and she’ll cross over the rainbow bridge.

I am relating to this moment with low energy. Work has left me spent today after closing a very complicated, but overall, rewarding transactional experience yesterday. — a 6 month journey. I am telling myself in this moment that it is “OK” and completely understandable to not be engaged on all cylinders.

I am appreciative of my health and my body as a whole. If I singularly focus on a body part that I treasure, it is my eyes and the gift of glorious sight.

It’s inviting me to embrace uncertainty every day, especially now that my life is certainly at a crossroads. That’s the certainty that I clearly know and do my best not to shrink from. The uncertainty at times leaves me unsettled but more often than not I welcome the change. It’s life.

Diving underwater in a cool body of water. Watching the sunlight beneath the surface refract and shimmer. Quiet solitude at one with the Universe.

The next right action for me is to let go and let God direct me in allowing my kitty to transition. She has been a blessed joy in my life and I need to honor her in life and now shortly in death.

What connects me to a sense of the sacred? Love connects me in an ever-present way to the sacred and I am immensely grateful for those loved ones, acquaintances and strangers that bless my path with the guidance of Spirit.

I find that grace imparts when gratefulness flows.

I hope to be joyous, kind and loving. Sometimes I am all of that and sometimes I come up short. It is that shortness that I hope to let go of and release to a more genuine awareness of my natural being.

Forgiveness and love ❤️ clarifies what matters in my life when I am consciously living.

Oh my. I realize I pick up my slippers each morning and look at the bottom for the markings of “left and right” to ensure I have put them on the correct foot. I don’t know that I have every prayed about it, but maybe in future I will. Ha!! Glorious.

Wisely written, Kevin. Thank you.

Mary: Thank you for providing a visual in my mind’s eye of Rocking Mountain National Park. That’s where my late husband of 41 years and I spent our honeymoon. Love the memory and love your depiction.

Sparrow, Thank you very much for your understanding and support.

I let this go for a long time and came across it today reviewing my own profile. The 59th Street Bridge Song was written musically and lyrically entirely by Paul Simon. Yes, Garfunkel performed it in their duo. This difference in talent and monetary deviations between them ultimately factored into their breakup.

Kevin~~~I am sure I have missed and correspondingly not recognized awe simply by not being in the moment. Your comment resonates with me this morning and is a very poignant reminder for me to be awe struck with wonder of the simple things in life that cast beauty on life.

Beautifully expressed with so much feeling and love. Bless you,

Don: Very well said and received.