We were at the lake and Kaia dipped in a few times. I was on a bench at the water’s edge, the sun dropping across the lake, at my back. A kid and the young couple returned Kaia’s friendly greetings with their own joyous responses. I smiled, we chatted, she and I finished dinner, and I’m slouched in my computer chair.

May my regards and blessings help lift the bereaved.
May we recognize pain and joy are one and the same.
Mother and newborn feel pain, followed by joy.
One leads to the other. They are inseparable.

May I accept God ‘my’ way, with blessings received from all others.
May love be shared flesh with flesh, mind with mind and heart with open heart.
May blessings pour through the soil, sky, sun and moon, and Now is all I AM.

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