Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Then from now.

June 6, 2018

 

Storms--or for the sake of this exploration, sudden, arresting events--have a way of either stopping us in our tracks or sprinting for cover. Either way, they're a bookmark in what has become, perhaps, a rather repetitive story. 

 

These events, these storms, these full-stops are an opportunity to pause, to look both ways--ahead and behind--and to decide, here and now (emphasis on the now) to move only forward. 

 

Let the storm be a baptism--an initiation--into the present, where, thanks to the sudden drenching, you are overwhelmingly aware that you are gloriously alive.

 

 

 

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