Wordless Wednesday: Wishing for You the Beauty and Blessings of Éire
Once again, I am ignoring the misguided legacy of the sainted Patrick, and instead invite you to simply bask a moment in the splendor of Ireland.
Once again, I am ignoring the misguided legacy of the sainted Patrick, and instead invite you to simply bask a moment in the splendor of Ireland.
Today is the final candle lighting if you’ve not yet done it. Advent is over, the promise is kept, the birth has come. And some personal news, too.
Step back. Listen and receive. There is beauty, wonder, and mystery everywhere you turn. That’s why we have Wordless Wednesday.
After last week’s flooding rain, John spotted this big snapping turtle paddling along in our creek. His/her neck was nearly as thick as John’s arm.
The comet “Neowise” is inspiring stunning photos all around the world. Since ancient times, comets have been harbingers and messengers of the Gods.
In honor of our visit from The Fool this week, and maybe our longing for a little quiet wonderment, here is a treat for Wordless Wednesday.
Wherever you are, however else you are navigating the isolation of this time, there is infinite wonder and beauty available every night. Look up.
My vaccine against the contagion is Beauty. Here is a brief poetic contemplation in this time of uncertainty. May our new lives be compassionate.
A praise-song for the Beloved, to help us remember our roots, our sustenance, and our vision. And especially our calling to be here at this time.
Today is the final candle lighting if you’ve not yet done it. Advent is over, the promise is kept, the birth has come. Peace and joy to all.