Delight is the effect of remembering our pure innocence. It conjures childlike joy, giddiness, and laughter with no expectations. It brings us back into the moment, connecting us to THE LIGHT (DE-LIGHT) that we really are.

A simple poem of stillness inspired by an early morning meditation on my patio as the morning sun was rising.

This poem focuses on embracing and making peace with time to live with more ease and joy.

The poem I wrote about my struggle with living in the moment and feeling trapped by time.

This morning, I woke up with the unsettling realization that I will never finish reading all the books on my Kindle, let alone revisit my old favorites on the shelves, which have survived seven moves—two of which were cross-country trips in either direction. Still, I cling to them and keep buying more.

Beneath my appreciation, time was causing me significant stress. I am always trying to control it somehow. Time is like a wild child, doing whatever it pleases, and I can’t stop it, tame it, or even hold onto it, as it keeps moving forward. I’ve viewed time as a dwindling, precious resource that seems to diminish more each day, each hour, and each moment that slips away.