The Writing on the Leaves

I was having brunch yesterday with fellow Labanites (what we call ourselves in this Integrated Movement Studies LMA program this summer), and I looked up towards the leaves providing us with shade. They were magnificent. Maybe it was because it was noon, maybe it was because we were being watched over by a large ancient tree, or maybe it was because of the live musician playing in the background---but everything seemed simple yesterday. And I got a feeling that everything that's meant to happen is going to happen or has happened. Life is going to be okay. Sometimes I take natures' beauty for granted. I am so glad I looked up after my meal. Otherwise, I would have missed the writing in the leaves.