Sometimes I am struck with moments of sheer, indescribable clarity. It is when I give my mind space to be a peace.

Here is an amalgam of what came to me just now, and let my heart feel quietly present.

Sitting in the backyard by candle light in the evening when things are grown and filled in. The smell of the night flowers, like jasmine, in the air as fireflies dance a speckled dance. Jazzy vocal music with worldy undertones in the background. Warm night sticking to my skin. Space to be.