In the quiet of my making (because only I can make the quiet), I pause and see that there is good all around. It is in the nuthatch hanging upside down at the feeder, in the sweet juice of the clementine, in the soft eyes of the elderly woman walking down the street.
Let me not forget this kind of goodness. The little kind, the almost-hidden kind. Let me carve the quiet so that I continue to see. Let me rest a while in the stillness so that I am refreshed. And then, let me bring some of what I find to others.
This is my prayer. A prayer of thanksgiving. A prayer of intention. For the good that is all around. For the good. There is so much good.
Sending a little love your way, m
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