The weather is cool, on the verge of cold, but the Dear Wonderful Hubby and I still take a couple minutes every morning if we can and spend it in the backyard, looking at the big pine trees, listening to the birds sing, feeling the breeze on our skin.
Being still.
For a moment.
In this rush, rush world, being still feels like a luxury. It feels like emotional wealth. It is soothing and restorative.
And I want that for you, my friends.
Be still for a moment.
