It is a very quiet afternoon. Unusally cool for this time of year in Kentucky. The spring has brought us many stormy days and much colder temperatures than expected. Staving off the heat of summer a bit longer is a pleasure in my opinion. The humidity and mercury rise so quickly here, we hardly have time to feel anything but a quick fresh, lite breeze of the second season of the year, then it is gone. But this year has been different, spring has lingered, like the scent of lilac that hangs so pungently in the air. The slow evaporation of the rains and the crisp morning air allow my mind to pause, resting in the moment, breathing in the life surrounding me. If only this easy pace could be sustained through every phase of my day, my week, my year. There are times I feel a bit suspended in motion, outside looking in on the choas that swims around me. And I feel a longing to stay in that suspension, a voyeur to my own life, free of the hardships and stresses. But also void of the joy and love of living...... that is why I come back to my senses; to smell, taste, touch, hear and feel again. Alive.