On a nice summer's day, I lie in the grass, between the flowers, while the sun caresses my skin and a soft breeze plays with my hair. At this time of year Mother Nature is looking better than ever. She is luscious and beautiful as the sun warms her with his glow and shines almost all day long. Without realizing it, I have started to hum. And as I sing my song, I feel like a purring cat, lying in the lap of her mother while her daddy high up in the sky is keeping an eye out for her as well. And I could not be any happier.
God is the Father, Earth the Mother With all things and in all things, we are relatives. (Native American Wisdom)
