sometimes i forget how magical a spring morning can be.
sometimes i forget to not get caught in the dehumanization trap. and that it is the same divisive process at the core of hatred and killing (re: dzhokhar tsarnaev).
sometimes i forget that love does not always come instinctively or easily.
sometimes i forget that inside of me there is this incredible power to center, balance, expand, release, forgive. breathe.
sometimes i forget that grace and equilibrium are those things i'm working toward. it's so easy to be triggered and allow myself to be agitated.
thank you home, husband, friends, dogs, mother earth for helping me remember.
