The Sounds of Spring
Posted on April 22, 2010
The sun is out, my garden is awakening as the wisteria begins to drip from the vines, I am delighted.
This morning I heard an owl as it called to all of the other forest birds to begin their morning song.
I am reminded of what is awakening within me, the spring of my soul, as I reawaken to the endless possibilities that lay before me.
May today be the day that all dreams unfold like a glorious flowering bud as the honey bee spreads my potential in the fertile ground of the Universal Mind.
Have a blessed day!
Namaste,
Renee'
This morning I heard an owl as it called to all of the other forest birds to begin their morning song.
I am reminded of what is awakening within me, the spring of my soul, as I reawaken to the endless possibilities that lay before me.
May today be the day that all dreams unfold like a glorious flowering bud as the honey bee spreads my potential in the fertile ground of the Universal Mind.
Have a blessed day!
Namaste,
Renee'