Again, I am drawn to the moon this morning. I am an early riser, and I get to see the moon often. As I gaze at it this morning, it occurs to me that I am able to relax and take it in for a change. I have prayed for peace, and here it is. In these moments, staring at this magnificient moon, I feel contentment and relief. And it feels like I should linger and soak up every last drop. I recently addressed my imagination with God, asking Him to sanctify my imagination. As I grow spiritually, I want to stay on the path that is my destiny, and not make up my own route, as has happened in the past. More than once. Much time has been spent in finding the straight and narrow. Time is very precious.  As I age, I want to keep my mind healthy and alert, alive and thriving. I sit still in the dark night of my kitchen, and bathe in the moon's light and feel refreshed and new. There will be no hussle and bussle driving into the sunrise this morning. On work days, as I head into the warmth and life of the sunshine, I am always thankful and acknowledge God for the promise of a new day kept. No rush this morning, however. There is time to meditate this morning in the company of the moon. It comes with a knowing that all is exactly as it should be for right now. As ideas and thoughts pop in and out of my mind, the 'Oohs', 'ahs', and 'hmms, are singing a happy little tune. These are times of great joy for me. My journal and pen are calling me to 'jot them all down.' I don't know if that is even possible. Letting them all come and go is what this meditation moment is for. Thank you moon. I have enjoyed this morning very much.

Whenever I go someplace, the greeting usually sets the tone for the experience. Open, outstretched arms is a welcome sign. I was struck by the emotional response I had to this 'Come on in!' invitation at Epcot yesterday. The Plant and Flower Festival is winding down for the season, but it is beautiful, nevertheless. We have been going for years and still find things we haven't done ('Storm Stuck' this visit). And I am totally convinced that things can and will be more beautiful every time I set my intention to enjoy their beauty. The weather yesterday held off the crowds early, and as we were leaving the park, the monorail was bringing the sleepy-heads en mass from the resort hotels! We got out just in time. We accomplished everything we set out to do, and was home in time to have a couple hours of peace and quiet. I was thankful for the day I had waited patiently for.  

That's just fine with me. We have been putting this day off for quite a while. Actually, some things have had a hand in postponing it. But so far, there are no lights and sirens to tell us to stay home!
We are off to one of our favorite get-away spots, Epcot. The flower show is winding down, and in years past, we have already been here at least once by now. I can hardly wait to get there, take some pictures, and post them here.
I wanted to acknowledge some of my thankfulness before we leave.
I am so thankful to wake and find the Boston situation resolved. I couldn't help but think about all of those folks who were told to leave their homes yesterday. Uncertainty can reak havoc on people in the midst of fear. I sent prayers of peace, and could not be more grateful that it has ended. Folks I care about can breath. A city can come back to life. A nation can have some peace in knowing the resolution.
According to the weather reports, the possible rain in Orlando is scheduled to begin around 10 a.m. Let's see how right they are. I rely on my weather forecast. We will or we won't get wet. In Florida, there's a pretty good chance of both!
Off to breakfast we go first. Our Saturday Morning Us Time.

This is Kitty Cleo. On my day off she is such a great little helper. She clearly demonstrates the art of grabbing cat naps on the porch. I am convinced it is her job to remind me of them as missing elements when I need them most. She does such a good job.
She is also the best at demonstrating 'Casting Your Cares'. Her Higher Power must be similar to mine. In my mind it is so, and that is what matters to me.
She loves her porch and knows beyond a shadow of a doubt which day is porch day. She gets quite chatty in the early hours of the Friday mornings when Gene and I rise for him to go to work. This morning, she resorted to flinging her water dish across the kitchen in protest for me not letting her out. She did not care for the excuse that there were rain drops falling on her porch. Now I know why. She would have been well protected under that little table. Again, she helps me understand being covered. Our Higher Powers aligned in providing our protection today, in the midst of so much uncertainty and chaos regarding the Boston Marathon Bombings and the details that are unfolding even as I write this. I am grateful for my protection from God on High. There is calmness in my mind enough for a couple of people. I have hope enough that it is all in God's hands right now. That gives me a sense of peace. I believe that peace has to be on the hearts and minds of some of us now who are able to do that for others in the midst of the storm. Thinking it, believing it and knowing it on behalf of our friends and families who are somehow effected by the chaos is doing what we can do, when it seems like there is nothing we can do. My little helper Kitty Cleo has this subtle way of showing me, 'It's all Good'. Thank you Cleo!