Blessings

Stopping. Seeing. Absorbing.

After washing some dishes recently, I glanced at my paper whites, pushing through the rich soil, tenacious as always.

Those life-giving drops of water mesmerized me.

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Hands at work. The amazing thing about this particular activity is that I let the mess be. I didn’t try to clean us out of the moment–I let the floured-covered work surface, sprinkles and colored sugar just be. I stayed right there. The urge to clean-tidy-and-whizz-about tried to take over. But I gave it a swift kick–I stopped and appreciated the creativity of my children and the momentary suspension of chaos.

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Shadows.

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“We set the pace.

But this press of time–

take it as a little thing

next to what endures.

“All this hurrying 

soon will be over.

Only when we tarry

do we touch the holy.

- Rainer Maria Rilke

Tarrying today to touch the holy. Blessings to you and yours.