It's Sunday. The Sun's day. The pivot point. The source and benefactor. Fiery lion. Plateau of the weekend, arms up and wide, face lifted, this celebration, these gratitudes.

I spread my picnic blanket on the grass. Here I am now and so grateful. I stand with arms wide. I am opening my embrace, not to receive more, but to allow what is here to flow. I am opening and asking questions and listening. I am finding the simplicity in things that have felt daunting. The qigong routine is just the qigong routine. I can just do it. Naming all the parts of the day, all the wishes, so I can playbook them, one thing after another.