I stand here quietly this morning with a growing sense of awareness that I am about to receive a gift from an “Auntie”.

Delicate in balance as each drop forms a string of pearls. They are illuminating something special that will be mine if I stay long enough to hear it.

We are all connected. I know it’s been said a thousand times in as many ways.

This morning on a walk in my urban neighborhood I played soothing music because I didn’t want to listen to cars. Something magical happened.