I entered, not certain as to where to go. Options, each good options, kept demanding I pay attention to them.
“Rise higher, Michael. We won’t disappoint you.”
So, I did.
With this unfolding in front of me…and only me, I tried to absorb it all which produced from me, audible laughter and giggles. The gentle light and cloud show reminded me that Light was what started it all. Who am I that this, this gift of grace, is to be presented to me?
All I have in response are…more giggles, a heart that beats with gratitude and these seemingly inadequate words, “Thank you.”
Then…another invitation to BE present, again, with the One that is in the light and all that it touches.
Now, time to venture to a “new” place. So, up we go, again.
Even while my footprints in the snow are the only ones I see, I’m reminded that I share this journey.
My thoughts settle into a peace the fills my soul.
Still wondering, “This is May 22, isn’t it?”
Reminders of to whom I belong and find my primary identity.
And then this. Yet, another invitation to BE here and be filled.
Not a bad lunch spot.
Then this cutie came to say hello.
This friend was more bold in seeking my attention.
Now, over flowing with blessing, it is time to return.
Another experience of “abundance, grace, beauty, love and assurance” that leaves me with a smile that begins in my heart and permeates through my whole being.
May the Spirit reveal for you, abundant sources of gratitude.