The breeze coming through the window today smells like damp cedar and new starts.

It is one of those soft Texas afternoons where the air feels like a warm hug, so I’ve pulled my little wicker table right up to the screen. I’m sitting here with a chipped stoneware mug of peppermint tea and a plain yellow pencil, just watching the squirrels scramble over the fence. I took a small piece of folded paper and wrote down three things I’m ready to let go of to make room for the good karma coming this spring.
Sometimes we get so caught up in the 'doing' that we forget the 'being' is where the real magic happens. I used to think I had to be moving a mile a minute to show the universe I was grateful, but today I’m realizing that stillness is its own kind of prayer. It’s okay to just sit and let the sun hit your face for a while. What’s one little thing you’re letting go of today to find your own peace?