Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.
The morning is cold, sky loaded up with gray, trees silent, holding buds in their tiny fists. Snow has been melting, but now has second thoughts, as if spring is further off than we'd hoped. Something in the air is yet to come.
In the woods the trees are so still, pondering maybe.
But they are not waiting, not preparing. This is just what they are doing today.
Today expect today, unfolding in the present moment like a spark, as a high pressure area of preoccupation with something else is pushed off into the past and turns out to be nothing.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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