I’m mediating and praying for so many at this time, within my own circle and for those in most need collectively.

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I found solace in the sun yesterday above the inversion that blanketed Missoula. A friend and had I hiked up a mountain trail and turned to the sun to feel the warmth on our faces—basking.

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I used it as a yoga class theme today too, the song “Sunshine on my shoulders” by John Denver came to mind in its full sweetness.

I played it in class.

I could see relaxed smiles all around me.

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Sometimes, when there seems to be no light anywhere for anyone or any thing, it is still there for us to know, see and feel— shining through. —And so, this poem with a few photos today;

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Sunlight warms.

Yellow hues tickle the soul,

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The yellow sun's warmth resonates within

—soothing the mind and heart.

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Golden warmth caresses your face.

Warmth of the sun pulls a smile

—gentle and content.

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Sun's warmth encases the heart,

feel light

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feel warm

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feel okay.

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Eyes softly close in the sun

basking

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beaming

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resting in ease.

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Sun's warmth like seals on the sand.

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—bellies up.

loose and wobbly

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full and content,

completely at ease

—noses and whiskers reach for the breeze…

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adorned in the sun's balm,

together they are.

—fins rest.

held in the pleasure of being,

living and receiving.

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yellow sun's warmth,

feel—

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sun's warmth,

you enrapture.

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—pure glisten,

warm and yellow.

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pure being,

pure pleasure.

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—yellow sun's warmth, golden…

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a smile as you.