I did not go into a church today, but I worshiped nonetheless. I worshiped with my hands in bread dough. I scraped tiles and washed dishes in the spirit of Francis of Assisi. I communed with Spirit sitting outside in January sunshine. I rejoiced as I tasted the fresh bread, breaking it with my daughter. I danced, and sang (some praise songs, some pop songs. Even ‘Never On Sunday’…) I was in gratitude, and release, and rest.
Note: No, I don’t live in the Caribbean, nor did we fly there for winter break. Yesterday I received free tickets to a large, expensive, busy water park near my place. Though a great many of the outside attractions were closed ‘for the season’, the Lazy River which flows through the park was heated and the huge interior pools, spas, slides, and play areas were all accessible. Delicious to be outside in winter weather, bare-shouldered, and feel the elements licking at you with the safe warmth just a stroke away…
A precious gifting of time, art, and sheer essential wisdom from my on-the-cusp-of-ten daughter. Yes, I cuddled her up and smiled at her through tears, and we touched each other’s face tenderly and absorbed the loving energy.
Can you, too, take this message for yourself – I know she wants to share it – today, this evening, now? Take that encouragement and affirmation for yourself, hold and enjoy it.
YOU can do it. I love you. You ARE lovely, unique, beautiful, special, and surely on the road to greatness! Don’t forget to take time to Rest (it’s a good idea).
YIRITOL – why not share it with another woman, too?
I’m thankful that we live on the edge of town, on the flanks of the hills, that trees and moss and ferns surround us and that I don’t have to look at concrete and glass all day, or breathe city fumes. Here is a snapshot from my walk into work: a bit of greenery this morning, to refresh the eye and the soul.