February eNews

There’s a lot I could write about this month. Yet, sometimes the moments last longer than minutes. Yesterday I was at a retreat for the day and I decided to drive through the countryside past the old farm house where I used to live – where this photo was taken when I was four.

The farmhouse was missing some teeth and had quite a few wrinkles, yet the feeling in my heart was as happy as the smiley face on my shirt in the photo.

I’m realizing as I continue along my path that there’s so little that truly matters beyond this – right now.

Whether it’s turning my glance to watch our dog, Reggae’s chest go up and down while he’s asleep, or the sun that’s coming through the window making my heart warm up even more. No matter what, I’m learning the moments last longer than minutes…..