A long weekend in Ireland
I live by the truth that “No” is a complete sentence.
I rest as a spiritual act.
Anne Lamott, Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith

We could try this in this new month
We spend so much energy trying to control the small things: This poem invites us to stop bracing and asks: what if you trusted that your own letting go is no different? Maybe the best approach is a lightness of touch.
Simply trust
Do not the cherry blossom petals gently float down
just like that?
Kobayashi Issa, 1763-1828
The thing to do, it seems to me, is to prepare yourself so you can be a rainbow in somebody else’s cloud.
Somebody who may not look like you. May not call God the same name you call God – if they call God at all. I may not dance your dances or speak your language.
But be a blessing to somebody. That’s what I think.
– Maya Angelou