by Greg Gardner, RScP

The cool breeze chills my brow.
The leaves begin their colorful celebration.

Trees and fields are heavy with their bounty.
Harvest time is here.

My life is full to overflowing with abundance, abundance, abundance.
Indeed abundance is in the fields and orchards, the forests and seas, the air.
An abundance of abundance is everywhere/
It surrounds me.
It pours into me.

I allow the richness of the harvest right here; right now.

All is well.
And so it is. Amen