Years later, we sang the same song at Girls State. This time, I was a teen myself and felt it on an even deeper level. Tears sprang to my eyes as I felt the echo with the intensity of a young person on the verge of adulthood.
Today. Whether it is bursting at the seams with joy, sputtering with sorrow, or somewhere in between, it is what we have to work with. Today I picked some of the blossoms from my gardens for our house. As I clipped each one, I said a silent prayer that I can continue to hear the echo of that counselor's words all these years later; that I continue to love, value, and breathe in the now. Today, I've taught one yoga class and am on my way to teach another. Today I'll visit my new center and take in the progress as my husband has been busily painting. Today, I'll remember to breathe, to feel and to be right here. May you find yourself pausing and breathing in the now...while the blossoms still cling to the vine.