“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” 
― Albert Einstein

“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.” 
― Ralph Waldo Emerson


The beauty of the past few days has been my children and the roses out back. Though our yard is riddled with weeds, thorns, dying parts - it is also brimming with life already formed and beauty ready to become.

I am feeling completely overwhelmed currently. In over my head. Afraid. Tired. Tired, as if I have been running the world's longest marathon and I am only a quarter of the way through and my energy is already in the negatives. I tend to be a sprinter of monumental proportions, even if only in my mind (since my body isn't even slightly fast). I need to learn to pace myself. So many questions and hurdles. BUT, when I find my own personal rhythm, stop and smell the flowers, suckle serenity, I am kindly reminded of the everyday miracles (some in my face and some a bit more elusive). It is those micro seconds when I actually stand still that I can hear peace drifting through, saying - "It will be okay. It will. You will be. Maybe painful half of the time. Maybe not what you had planned. Maybe not easy, definitely not easy, but tomorrow is a new day and it is ready for you to simply be." Buzz.

Deep breath in.

Eyes open.

Wings extended.

Now exhale and smile.