Riding a swing gives you the primal rush of flying as the swing heads up…up…up. Of course, you know that any moment you will reach the top of the arc and head down again. But you also know that it is the momentum of the downward swing that pushes you up once more, if only you lean your weight into it.
Where on the pendulum of up and down does your life feel at the moment?
Perhaps, if you are very quiet, you will find little bits of magic moving through the most ordinary places.
Where do you find extraordinary things in the ordinary?
“Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.”
—John Updike
What kind of weather feels to you like grace?
My cup runneth over with joy, says the 23rd psalm. Sometimes our cups are overflowing with joy, but sometimes it is work, or sorrow, or anxiety or excitement that feels like it will burst the bonds of our hearts. Perhaps that overflowing is why our hearts never do actually break.
What feels like it is spilling over in the cup of your life?
Contrary to what we often assume, the earth is not solid under our feet. Sand dunes shift with the wind, soil moves with water, and the great tectonic plates of our planet drift slowly under us. So it is inevitable that cracks will develop—all at once in the great shift of an earthquake, or so slowly that the drift is imperceptible until we turn and notice a gap in our understanding of the world.
Where do you see shift happening in your life?
