Rubrum

When I was in college these flowers among many other small flowers stole my heart.

They never give a great show.

They are humble little plants. They

hide are under the bigger more showy plants in the shade.

And yet, every year just like they did so many years ago when they finally burst with these little pink blooms they stop me and invite me to bend down each day and enjoy them for the very short time they bloom.

Epimedium Rubrum

Order

Watching this day wake up and spring into life I was considering how sitting each day brings order to the mental emotional clutter of my heart.

The clearer my heart becomes the more I see the natural order of the universe, the seasons, and life...

the more peaceful I feel.

I like order.

It makes sense to me.

Even within chaos and growth there is a subtle order that is rooted in survival.