True Story...

Once upon a time a little girl went into the woods with her grandfather looking for tadpoles. She was hoping to bring some home and raise them into little toads. They didn't find any and she went home carrying a little empty pail.

Sadly, the grandfather fell ill and passed away before they went looking for tadpoles again.

The next summer the little girl and her dad went into those same woods. They weren't looking for tadpoles, but they just happened upon a large mud puddle close to the lake. It was teeming with tadpoles and little tiny toads!

True story. I was there.

I fondly remembered the grandfather. There by the big mud puddle filled with life and amazing little jumping and wiggling creatures, it seemed as if he was right there too. It seemed as if he led his granddaughter right to that spot - to let her know he was still there, guiding her and demonstrating the beauty of life and abundance.

These kind of moments feed my soul.

In other news, a turtle, a butterfly and a refrigerator all sat on my lawn this week. There was also a certain small child who learned how to blow air through his lips the same week he started eating from a spoon. (Think about that for a second... #babyfoodinmyhair)

It's in my hair

Have a great week everyone! #gratefulforthejourney

Namaste,
T