It is everywhere, everything, all the time.

I love most the off-stage trumpet solo from the "Pines of Rome" by Respigi from the second movement.  It is supposed to be this beautiful solo that is visualized coming from near or in the catacombs and one is listening to it from outside in a beautiful pine grove, or at least that is how I visualize it.  To me it is a symbol that throughout everything beauty and hope break forth.  That is how I do my best to live, seeing beauty in everything.

A strong part of me wants to visit Wales.  I have hopes of incorporating this visit with a research project that I am planning to do within the next few years for college as a capstone course. 

Part of the reason I want to visit there is because of the rich history, folk music, how beautiful it is, and I just feel drawn there. 

When April made her transition one of the strongest emotions I felt was love for her and the time that we had spent together.  This deep love has to a great deal taken over all of my being; to the point that I often walk around with this grin on my face as I enjoy the beauty in everything.  I even sometimes just stop and love how the light falls on the grass, the richness of a flower, or just the divinity in everyone.  It is amazing how much joy and love this has brought into my life.  Today, I saw a few monarch butterflies, and just wanted to run and chase them and  share in their wanderings.  I wasn't quite willing to do this because I didn't want to freak anyone out. 

When my being is filled with love, I see beauty everywhere.