What is

I breathe. I lie here in bed after a brief night’s sleep. Am I rested? Apparently enough because I’m awake. What is my story today? It feels so simple and at the same time expanding at the speed of light. I’m aware of the silence, the beautiful quietness in my mind. I can feel the pulse in my ears, the support of the bed beneath my body, the weight of my fingers touching the keys and moving as I type the words that appear on this page.

I met some magical people yesterday. I connected with energy so gorgeous and pure and full of complete love. We are one. I breathe in gratitude for this experience. I’m in deep love.

I am.