Our first cool morning 🍂
Witnessing change and a few practices for slowness & presence
This morning was our first cool morning.
I stepped outside and crossed my arms to snuggle in some extra warmth. The sun was gorgeous, deep, golden. The dew shimmered as it settled across the cattle fields in the distance. The season has changed.
New weather has a way of reminding the soul that new days are possible, and are indeed on their way.
