The Inspired Yield Inspiration!

I swam and I swam and I swam until my head cleared and my arms loosened and cut through the water properly. The sunshine came through the window and poured down to the bottom of the pool. I loved watching my hands catch the light and glow ...reminding me of swimming in Lake Geneva as a kid. By the time I left the Y, my SELF felt restored ...but it faded again when I reached home. It's back after mowing the lawn, reading a friend's blog and my sister's stories of New York. The inspired yield inspiration and I'm so blessed to have many people to look to when I need a bit extra in my day.