12.28.13 as M and I went on a slow morning exploratory walk around Kailua beach park. We came upon a flower patch behind the aged park bench and she decided to sit among the flowers and sing a random song. I watched in amazement of the pure freedom within her mind that was at perfect peace within that moment; while, I often wrestle with various stresses of life. Why, is my internal peace robbed by small circumstances? How, can I have a child's freedom within an adults reality? Or is peace and mental health found within cherishing the moment? Here's to the margin! To the moments of stillness, joy, and pure peace.
