Do we “snap out of” divine moments because they are too much for us?
Wish to be more You, and as you discover that you already are You, disappointment with unachieved goals lightens.
I think I’m here just to be alive. To see it. Hear it. Feel it. All of it. Even when it hurts.
In crisis, shoulds and oughts don’t help. Love wins out over guilt any day.
“The river” is a thing, but always in motion. So never really the same. It couldn’t be “the river” without its unmoving bed.
Hours earlier, these droplets formed out of the morning mist. Settled here, they endow even greater beauty to an already beautiful image of God’s presence in nature’s cathedral. On this altar, these droplets are separate, yet from and of the same substance. The same essence. They will, hours from now, be transformed, imperceptibly, still theContinue reading “Angels In the Mist”