A boisterous weekend here in the U.S. But for the inner child in all of us, a quiet pause that needs no rumble, thunder, or gun shot sounds. It even offers a sorta heart shape in the center. A dazzling display that requires us to breathe out slowly and with intent. And unlike the fireworks, when these bubbles pop, I can actually hear myself squeal and laugh. May all our celebrations gift the freedom of such stillness, joy, reflection, sparkles, light, and simplicity’s wonder the innocent child holds within our hearts. INjoy.