A daily miracle.

Clouds during my morning walk around the lake—for you Sonoma County locals, at Riverfront Park. The everyday changes in the skies speak to me of the miracles of creation, the elemental separation of the waters above from the waters below. The movement from formlessness to distinct entities reflects our essential oneness even as we become distinct individuals. The same movement towards consciousness allowed my essential self to form, even as I succumb to wonder at the world.