Sometimes, I’ll be driving, walking into a room, running up the stairs, listening to a song, looking at the clouds in their ever-changing hues as they pass slowly across the sky, I’ll be watching the small boats in the peer clustered together, swinging slowly in the morning breeze, their colours reflected in the metallic surface of the lake, or I’ll be thinking of someone I love, randomly, in the middle of a mundane activity, and my heart swells with gratitude, it spills over with love and the beats radiate my whole being with the flutter of butterflies’ wings and the echo of joyful tears of thanks for so much beauty, so many blessings and gifts in one life, in one moment, in one heartbeat.