life on lemon

It’s Wednesday afternoon, 2:40, I just got back from hiking the Lemon Grove Loop Trail on San Luis Mountain. I discovered by chance a new way back down the mountain the last time I was up there, and pointed my moving again self toward the little jag right after sitting on the sacred bench a good long while.

As I was turning off to head down, I heard a noise like something moving through the brush at the place where the woods approach the path. Yes, my mind spun off to the likes of a big kitty. But much to my surprise – and amazement and joy – I saw two cows nibbling on the leaves of low branches, and then a wider view displayed a gathering of the girls standing up and laying down just into the trees. This sweetie one of the gathering.

We were way up on the mountain.

Every morning I give myself over to what I say out loud as “All offers.” A guest and host thing I think. Open invitation. And not always, life with its ups and downs, but sometimes what shows up is pretty fabulously cool.