—an excerpt from the poem ‘Song’ by Allen Ginsberg
I wanted to send a small comfort to your soul. I want to bolster you with a gentle and kind thought and offer you a moment of respite with beauty and art.
Here where we are, do you notice the many benedictions (hint: this is one of them) drifting to you on the airways? Can you name all the small gestures of love thread through your day, starting with your eyes as they open to the dawn?
May you continue forward with the weight of this one tiny grain of love in your hand.
Blessings to you, my dear friend.
love, Sarah
This opened my heart. Thank you.
Here's to a growing awareness to the many benedictions...