Monday, June 3, 2013


“Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.”― Mark Twain
And, I hope that you shall forgive me, too—as I was sadly pulled away from this most cherished task of reminding you all how much you are loved each day.

These moments, they sometimes find us, you know—like visitors to our 'spiritual door,' and asking only the simplest of things, that of the gift of our 'presence.'

And the hallmark of compassion is not how we respond when these moments are convenient, but rather, more so, when these moments impose.

So, I do hope you'll forgive my lapse in posting today—knowing of this moment that needed me more.

namaste, and much love today...