Sit

This morning I awoke to wonder. It was quiet and the snow was coming down like downy feathers.

A time to sit.

SITTING

"If you feel spiritually empty,visit a winter gardencloaked in barrenness.
Underfoot is hope stirring,alive,warming itself without expectation.
The fallen fruit has melded with the compassion of Earth.
In your soul, too, is a season called grace,
and therein lies the seed of a new spring,
where life has a chance to blossom
again.
It is okay to sit on the garden bench and pray with such realization
for your emptiness has led your footsteps
to such a holy sanctuary
to such a sacred place in time."

-MIASHA
 quoted from the book
 The Sanctuary Garden by Christopher McDowell & Tricia Clark McDowell

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I do not feel empty,but full.
But, still I feel a desire to just sit
and take in the wonder of this winter snow
through my kitchen window...
become more full.

As is my practice, I awake with prayer
for another day
grateful for what I have
I whisper the names of those who
I put before Him
...heal them,
...bless them
...protect them
...guide them
...comfort them

Then I arise to start the day given me.

Coming down the stairs early this morning I was greeted by glorious quiet fluffy snow
There is a large window I can look out of as I descend
Like a child I smiled...but inward
that rose outward
I rushed to get my camera
to try and capture the wonder
But can a camera really capture joy in ones heart?

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"If the sight of blue skies fills you with joy,
if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you,
if the simple things in nature have a message you understand,
rejoice
for your soul is alive."

...Eleanora Duse

Sit Susan,
sit and be still.