This morning we were open to the miracles in our own backyard. Our Spiritual Mother swept through us and we honored her presence. The smell of pink roses flooded the inside and outside of our home reminding us of grace, gentleness, divine love, light and joy. Almost every creature spoke - the woodpecker, the black widow, the wasp, and the butterfly. Our ancestors spoke highly of our works here on earth. For today, we are heart centered and open. For today, we are grateful. For today, we are sharing our medicine.