Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Yesterday my husband and I spent with our older son, his wife and their two year old.  We had fun, and it's lovely to bask in the adoration of a two year old grandson.  My heart just cracks open at his enthusiasm for our visit.  We did simple activities, and strolled the neighborhood in the "Bee" stroller I'd brought up, which for some reason our grandson finds magical.  It was cheap at Target, but the black and yellow stripes enchant him.  He pointed out flowers and trees and we played peekaboo from the back of the stroller.  He's full of energy and joy, just bursting with love of his life, his parents, and the world.  Seeing the world through his eyes is like a tonic.  So many beautiful things all around us:  a bird in a tree, pink and white tulip tree petals on the sidewalk, a dog's golden fur waving as he's walked by his owner.  His eyes are big because he takes in all he sees, and it's a full, comprehensive view.  There are no barriers between him and the world.  It's all one big throbbing organism.