Today I am grateful for spiritual growth and for the little jokes Darcy and I share between us.

Yesterday there was a bit of a breeze blowing in our area. We heard it howling before we got out of bed in the morning. We saw evidence of it in branches down and patio furniture strewn. 

And I was buffeted by it as I went for my run. It was a wacky weather morning. Besides the wind blowing, there was snow flying and sun shining, sometimes at the same time.

Was it unpleasant? Not really, though my uncovered face might have answered that differently. 

Was there joy? For sure. The wind buffeted, but the gratitude shored me up. When my heart and mind are open, there is profound joy in doing and being.