I woke up this morning feeling frustrated and discombobulated after a string of interwoven dreams. Dreams that involved the main unresolved issues in my life, the knots that are reluctant to unravel. At the end of the dream, the main dream character, a woman, looked at me and said, “It is all right here, it is all right here.”

And, it is all right here. In both meaning of the phrase. I watch the ferns unravel, in their own time, in their own way. Their beauty and grace is stunning. It is all right here. All I need is right here. Fear is here, frustration is here, impatience is here and love is here. Right here, right now. Along with her sisters grace and hope and beauty. It is truly all right here.