Spring Sweetness

From my chair on the deck I can look here . . .

or just a few inches to the left . . .

or to the right . . .

and I am enveloped by such heartsqueezing beauty.

Squirming at the edges of thought wriggle so many wonderings: should I ____? can I afford to _____? what will happen if I don't ____? will I ever be able to ____?

But then I lift my face, and all those worrisome thoughts, skyward . . . toward sun . . . and feel Your Light. Your Love. Your effortless grace.


And I remember . . .

ah, yes: bless this garden . . . bless this life . . . bless this holy sweet moment. Bless all of us, dear Love.

May you feel Love's tender touch today. May your squirmy worries relax in the comfort of His presence.

May you, beloved of Love, be loved today.

Sunshine

Had to find some shine inside me today. Not easy to wake to One More Gray Cold Day, when it's June. Yes, I'm grateful to be alive, to be breathing, of course. To have a sturdy roof over my head and foot to eat. I don't dismiss that, when so many people struggle with basic elements of life. But gratitude for that was not enough today to lift my heart. I made sure my prayers for myself also reached out to others and their needs. But still . . . I brewed fragrant herbal tea. Lit a mandarin orange candle.

Then, reaching out to my sweet FatherMotherGod, I was led to the simplest thing, a practice that has become more and more part of my praying, my rejoicing, my wondering: art journaling.

Nothing earthshaking. Just the simplest turning toward color, toward YES!, with thoughts and images that express what lies beyond my words sometimes, beneath the yearning.

May you find your own Grace-led ways today to sink deep into steady sturdy joy.