This Morning
I was lighting incense this morning.
I held the stick and the lighter. In the pause of that moment was the realization that as soon as I brought the fire to the incense, this beginning would mark its journey toward its end.
And in between the moment of beginning and the moment of ending, the world will enjoy the gentle movements of its smoke, and the gift of its fragrance.
Posted in Deep Thoughts
Yesterday marked a year since our friend Mike died– this post touches me at that point of grief and gratitude.
Amy,
I felt myself living in that place this morning for a few precious moments. Thank you for giving words to that sacred space.