Day Seven

Today, fortunately, I remembered that life is best in the living of it not in the thinking about it. It is best in the dancing in the kitchen and the careful chopping of broccoli and the stretch in my muscles as I run up the stairs. And although sometimes we might want to be the kite, soaring and dancing and chasing the wind, it is also wonderful to be the kite flyer, feet on the ground, fingers in the sky.