I opened my mailbox and found a check for a small sum of money. I’m tickled.
I walked onto my yard and picked a fresh grown orange which I pealed and chewed. Each bite bursting orange flooded my mouth with sensation of pride.
I picked a Myers lemon off my tree and cut a slice of yellow into my glass of filtered water. I cut two pieces of the sliced lemon now floating on top of my H20.
I’ll take my water into my Zen room where incense is burning a candle is lit.
Here I’ll gong three times my Tibetan bowl, as I slip into meditation and prayer for this my most beautiful day.
Chill
