Sunday, December 3, 2023

Let this place be invisible to the distracted ones, the angry ones.

Here, we practice stillness.

Valley, meadow, mountain, dawn.

Here, we practice gratitude for the moment and our place in it.

Candle, cushion, cymbal, gaze.

Here, we practice equanimity.

Ripples and response.

Let me be like water, Lord.

(Letter #3,355)