This morning, I was on my way to work and I had my window cracked, which is very unlike me. It was a clear day, cool but not cold, breezy but not windy. I was stopped at a red light when a chilly droplet of dew which had been gathering through the open crack landed onto my hand. It was a single droplet and it made me stop in my tracks. It most certainly got my attention.
My spiritual journey has lead me to a rather dark place, one where I feel very alone and am yearning to find comfort in the wilderness. I am learning to embrace the struggle rather than to fear it, because in my grief and pain, I will find peace and healing.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Drops of inspiration
This morning, I was on my way to work and I had my window cracked, which is very unlike me. It was a clear day, cool but not cold, breezy but not windy. I was stopped at a red light when a chilly droplet of dew which had been gathering through the open crack landed onto my hand. It was a single droplet and it made me stop in my tracks. It most certainly got my attention.
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