Skyward

I take to the sky today - Peru to Vermont. Before I plane, I spread a blanket, face skyward, absorb the Peru sun’s warmth, hear the hummingbirds song, smell the fragrance of the flowers, notice the beauty of cloud movement. My mind is in neutral. My spirit, energy is active. I am alive, grateful to be part, one with, all living. How do I be a good steward, contribute what I can, nurture the growth and preservation of what I am a member?

Looking Skyward