Yesterday I was feeling a bit out of sorts. On Thursday I had gone downtown to teach my Yoga Class and witnessed the many people writing messages of inspiration on the boarded up windows of The Bay, there hadn't been a window spared. I saw a young boy writing on the concrete with chalk his message of hope and I wanted to reach out and give him a hug. I continued down Granville Street and saw the many shops with their merchandise spread all over the floor and the stunned, sad look of the owners and shop attendants. So I was still processing all this yesterday and I decided to go out into my garden. Lately when I have gone out I have thought about all the things I need to do out there, all the weeds that need pulling and I've become overwhelmed. This time I decided to let all that go and just sit on the steps and look at the beautiful flowers. I saw quite a few bees, buzzing from flower to flower and became absorbed in watching them and as I sat there I marvelled at the wisdom of nature. As I processed my thoughts and meditated on the beauty of life buzzing around me I started to feel very grateful that I had this place to just be.
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