Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Rarely again.

August 30, 2017

 

It's like the reward system, but more sweetly mundane. Around my desk, I have all these little things I've gathered for comfort--shells, stones, bits of pottery picked up here and there, and if I remember to let myself be surprised by these objects--that I found them (or they found me) in the first place, or the intricacy of their small design--then some kind of heavy veil lifts.

 

That small lifting is enough. It's free and quiet and absolutely renewable--if (and only if) we permit ourselves the gift of remembering how to be surprised, the gift of remembering we are allowed to step outside the stuffy confines of our own weariness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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