I'm so grateful for my Monday mornings with Michael. After teaching my 6am class and before my 10am I stop by and visit with Michael. He's a student of mine, but I'm also a student of his. I have learned so much from our mornings together... sipping tea, reading inspiring books, shifting perspective, talking about *ideas*, and sometimes crying a bit. Today we went on an adventure that involved beach plums, a beat up truck, singing with Margerito, and mosquitoes the size of birds. Michael is one of the few people who challenges me to *rise up*, and I'm so grateful that on a day where I woke up so sad that I was reminded by my dear friend and teacher that life is beautiful. And so it is. Aho.