A spirit gift captured me when I wasn't looking. Carried by a gentle breeze, this beautiful bloom waited until the heaviness of my heart lifted and left a tender kiss on my forehead. Even now, I feel its fragrant touch radiate under my skin like a rippling wave of knowing it was just what I needed.
Can you hear the faint echo of ancestral music tiptoeing around the moon? I can. It plays a song from my roots as it showers down from the night sky....a familiar tune I have longed to hear again.
It feels like summer. Solstice is just around the corner. Let it be a season of simple gifts. That's what the happiness part of life is made of. Tender kisses and simple gifts from spirit blooms.