This is a photo of a beautiful flower in a place that was hard for me to be. I had decided to do some housesitting in a region of the US not terribly far from where I grew up. A region I left at age 17 and never wanted to go back to.
My life at the moment is about listening. So I thought it would be a good opportunity to listen in a place where that wouldn’t be so easy. And it wasn’t. And I was very grateful to move on when the housesit was over.
And yet. There is a beautiful flower there. And quiet breezes. And a cute little health food shop. And a couple of lovely women with a lovely cat.
So I’m glad for the next chapter. And I’m glad to have seen this beautiful flower.
Sometimes the small things can be enough.
