I haven't felt motivated to write much lately, but today I'm feeling the need to be creative. And while building a fort or doodling or making pottery are all options, writing always ends up being the thing I need to do most.  ...even if it is just a dumb blog post. I'm sitting here on my porch noticing the new songs of birds that come around each day, the constant baaaaa-ing of the wee little lambs, and the purr of the vacuum pump down in the milking parlor. I can breathe deeply now. My body feels strong, balanced, open thanks to all that yoga I've been doing and lifting so many heavy things throughout the day. My heart feels more open than it ever has been. Open to being loved and of giving myself freely, open to the depth of joy and change. "Enjoy each experience that comes to you, and don't think about it too much"--my newest mantra in life.