While there is much that I could write about today--much that is pressing in around me at a hustle and bustle pace, and much that is abundant and pregnant with new life--I will offer few words to the page. Some experiences need to ferment and age a little before they can be shared. And often it is the quiet moments without words that offer the most necessary inexplicable truth.
This morning, it was a moment of standing still to watch a deer move quietly about the woods that spoke to me of that other life, that life of pause and hush beneath the hustle and bustle-- that contemplative life that lies waiting for us with the fullness of its beauty, if we only still ourselves long enough to receive it.
This morning, it was a moment of standing still to watch a deer move quietly about the woods that spoke to me of that other life, that life of pause and hush beneath the hustle and bustle-- that contemplative life that lies waiting for us with the fullness of its beauty, if we only still ourselves long enough to receive it.
May we all find these moments of peace and stillness within the hurry of the season.
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