So I start training at 5:15AM and finish up at 10 on Tuesdays and Thursdays. It's very dark until about 6:15 or 6:30AM this time of year and I'm so wrapped up in building goddess bodies that I rarely look out the windows.
It was immediate, spontaneous joy that came to me when I spotted my kids and their friend Tiffany having a BLAST blowing bubbles. There were hundreds of bubbles floating through the air (even right up to the second story where I was standing) and the kids were just completely absorbed in the moment. It's not even 8AM and the kids were being kids - not a care in the world. I called the whole class over to the windows so they too could witness the joy the kids were experiencing. I swear, for one second, we were all reminded of the infinite grace and perfection that always embraces us. Could it get any simpler than that?
PS - Isn't that a cool picture??? That is my oldest son, Michael when he was about 7 months old. SO in love with my Michael.
SWEET...
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