My heart overflows with emotion this morning. It is almost indescribable what I have been given; I cannot even comprehend the beauty and love that I am feeling today. My hands naturally fold into prayer, my eyes brimming with tears flowing freely, just pure gratitude.
In this little garden home I have cherished in Bali, where I have had so much time to reflect upon things, I am pretty sure I have learned the secret to life. It is LOVE.
I know it is an overused word, in many ways, yet love is all there is. It is everything that matters.
Every morning, as the sun is coming up here in this Bali paradise, I open my sliding glass door to find the scattered remains of whatever insects were killed the night before, as well as clumps of poo from the frogs and geckos that invariably attacked them. And it’s all being quickly consumed by tiny ants.