Saturday, August 7, 2010

Joy is my Heartbeat

Sometimes I feel as though there is a wee drum in my chest that beats a rhyhm I can dance to. I am most aware of it when my heart fills with joy at the sight of something or someone special or the sound of familiar music or human voices. The beat of the drum is made by the wings of my heart fluttering at the pleasure of what I see or hear. As my spirit begins to dance to this rhythm I am filled with gratitude for the gift of that present moment.