Clouds present make my home dark and cool. The rains drops form ringlets on the pavement, overlapping, creating small waves. Steady. The trees are drooping in the rain, there heads are bowed in thanks. The roses are glistening. The dog is sleeping. The cat is probably huddled somewhere warm and dry.
My home is still and I am breathing in and out. Heart rate slow. Mind clear. Eyes open. Such a glorious feeling! To be present, to be focused on what is happening now. Something I am trying to learn and capture in my being more and more.
Focusing on what is important. Really, really important. Not wealth or fortune, not fame or success, not accolades or reward, not blogging or tweeting. But praise of my Father, love of my family. My health. Contentement of where I am. Being able to be still and praise and lift my hands in song.
And say Thank You.