It’ll Be Grand

Summer visualizes abundance. 

 It’s the magical time of year when life flows effortlessly because I’m enjoying myself thoroughly. Loving sunshine on my skin; lavish colors everywhere; full bloom embodied; copious, lustrous produce; ocean breezes, earthing beaches & verdant meadows lighten whatever’s unnecessary until it’s dissolved; crisp, bright mornings; long, gentle nights; extra luminous moon & stars, close to the touch; open, radiant, whole.

Truth is, we can generate these feelings any time. But I also know that a long winter chock-full of polar vortices has the potential to wear down the healing powers of my imagination. This applies to any situation: When you’re too long in a place you don’t love, thriving turns into surviving.

My appreciation of summer’s brought forth this poem. I hope you get a taste of the joy this season creates through me.

It’ll Be Grand


Full-bodied summer

fire in its belly

the exuberance of garland-lit nights

wafting through the air

laughter, cheers, barefoot trips

velvet, mellow, balmy, light

seeing blue anew

through the eyes of ease

tranquil deep layers of azure


anchored in air

the salty ur of vibrancy

flying high

rooting deep in

golden peace

Stash this in your pocket and use whenever.

Summer’s a solid remedy for all kinds of modern ailments.  

 Tap into the glory of summer & embody full bloom. 


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