The sky is blue-gold, the trees a rich green–and everything, backlit with July sunshine, seems to have a halo. Few things are lovelier than a horse standing in a pasture, rimmed in light.
Or a hummingbird, almost beak to nose with a Yorkie.
I am afraid I overlook the sacred far too often, just because it is ordinary.
Here are just some of the things that are sacred to me:
The devotion and trust I see in my dogs’ eyes whenever we look at each other.
Seeds. They’re ALL magical, just like the beans Jack planted in the fable. I still can’t get over it. In the short span of a season, a corn-stalk grows from a single kernel, loaded with MORE corn, and that, obviously, is just one example.
The healing process. It is the natural inclination of a body to heal when injured or ill. Amazing.
The moon and all its mystery. Call me flaky, but when the moon is full, things get crazy.
And those are only a FEW of my favorite things…
I’m taking tomorrow off from this blog, but I’ll be back by Monday. At the latest. (Something might happen that I HAVE to tell you about immediately.)
Be kind. You never know what sorrows and struggles people are hiding behind a brave smile.