What if everything was always ok?  What if “I couldn’t fail” was true?  What would a happy girl do right now?

Be happy, enjoy the view, laugh at the slow stiffness, cool morning, time rushing by late for this and that.  Ha!  If everything was good, I’d pass on that daily shower, that’s for sure.  Pretend I was in a quieter country where fastidiousness was not labeled as “godliness”.  That “godliness” was indeed about living in the good.

I choose to live in the good today.  I claim the pause before each word and action to pull that goodness down into my words and movements and thoughts and feelings and breath.  Sucking on the goodness at Her breast.  I like that.  Mother’s milk for sure.