Outside my window…sunshine and chilly wind.
Thinking…that life without migraines is phenomenal. I had put up with them far too long (years too long) before seeking treatment. Now it seems that the doctors have cured me, and cured a few other things in the process.
Thankful for…a wonderful office and great people to work with. I’ve set up a tea station with hot water pot for anyone who needs some space to breathe and debrief. Come visit!
Listening to…Hilary Hahn Plays Bach, Partita No. 3 in E Major: II. Loure. Such a lovely movement, my heart and mind feel clearer for the listening.
Creating…a workshop on Cultivating Sabbath Space and Contemplative Living for the Passionate Spirituality Day at Rolling Ridge Retreat Center.
Looking forward…to celebrating my birthday in Seattle this Saturday.
Reading…lots of books on prayer. (Still!)
Hoping…for enough energy to get everything this week that needs doing before I leave.
Favorite thing so far…reading today a lovely, wonderful poem by Mary Oliver:
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness,
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”
(Thirst)