On our recent grateful walks,
I’ve been feeling blessed to see
rainbows several days in a row.
I thought about how rainbows are formed by
light reflecting off the inside of a droplet of rain
allowing the human eye to see
the different wavelengths of beauty
that exist inside every drop of water.
It reminds me that even though we are all
small droplets in this sea of life,
when we shine our inner light,
transformations of beauty
happen right before our eyes.
May today find you
shining your light
and resonating with
wavelengths of beauty
so powerful
that tears of joy fill your eyes
and gratitude overflows your heart.
-Jenny and Bella
On our grateful walk,as we encountered lizards, cats, crabs, birds, and beesthat are often on our path,I became overcome by the thoughtof how little I know about the world.I had no idea what the name ofthe tiny, white crab smaller than a dime was,why Bella was unafraid of the land crab bearing his claws,why the egret was fluffing his feathers and wingsor who had walked before me on the paththat Bella was free to runand joyfully explore.The wisdom of this humblenessled me back into a world of wonderwhere I experience life as it isbefore judging it.I realized I had unintentionally cut off the world of wonderas walls were created around my heartby the weight of the stories of the pastand...
On our sunrise grateful walk yesterday,
I said gratitude for the sun rising
to let go of the darkness of the past.
May today find you letting go
of any darkness of the past
allowing your light within
to rise, shine and brighten
all that come upon your path.
-Jenny and Bella
On our grateful walk this morning,
I sat humbled with Bella
as my heart translated
the love and wisdom of Mother Nature.
She spoke of compassion with pink rays,
shined light through the shadows and
sent love through a heart-shaped cloud.
May today find
your mind quieting
to hear the heart’s translation
of life.
-Jenny and Bella
On our grateful walk, I took notice of my critical voice. For the first time, I allowed myself to sit with her in compassion. From this perspective, I became aware of why I still entertained her presence as this voice feels she can give me something to do to feel safe, liked and loved. My critical voice judges my appearance according to model standards yet that is not my profession and has nothing to do with what I find truly beautiful in someone. While I can appreciate the wrapping, it is the gifts on the inside that holds true beauty to me. My critical voice has judged my worth according to my bank account and materialistic possessions yet I’ve discovered...
