Undercurrent, flow, sunshine, melting into the day and realizing I have few words, little to say and yet this blog. And that task. Aspirations soaking in daylight begin to hum, beg the sun while taking the longest pause, almost quieted down to nothing. But this undercurrent. It tells me there will be more another day. For now, I heal and grow and well, apparently I flow…
And this music fits…
J. Ruth Kelly 
This would get me up and moving, for sure!
love this group!