There are mornings when the world greets me unexpectedly with a brilliant sunrise or a joyful birdsong. I sit in my meditation room, drink my tea, and soak in what Creation has to offer my soul. Ahhh, peace.
After reposting 86,400 Seconds, I journeyed to my bookshelf and pulled out the gratitude journal that I photographed for that posting. I looked at list after list after list, and I realized that most of the items on those pages weren’t milestones in my emotional…
w The best place to seek God is in a garden. You can dig for him there. ~George Bernard Shaw, The Adventures of the Black Girl in Her Search for God, 1932 For the last couple of weeks, I have meditated on Anne Lamott’s reference…