This morning I'm sitting on the sofa with a to do list in hand, so exhausted that I can barely move. The onset of renovating our new home is going well, but the physical work is extremely taxing and I'm not even the one doing the bulk of it! Late nights of work and happy planning are requiring the hubster and I to dig deep. Welcome to a snippet of my midlife reality. :)
Nevertheless in the midst of the strain I find "thank yous" and "hallelujahs" rising. Thanksgiving always seems to smooth out the rough road for me. It lifts my sightline and keeps my focus on what is real, rather than temporary. Read More
Love is an eternal substance that supersedes all else. Defying what is comprehendible to the natural mind and sight, there is nothing that can hinder Love from reaching and apprehending even what is considered “unreachable.” Mysteriously supernatural Love changes and alters the most barred and reluctant hearts. There is nothing greater.
Words are mere vapors that lack the ability to truly define or describe Love’s reality, yet Love’s generosity is instantly distinguishable. We know the difference between what is real and what is half hearted or duty driven. Lovers always give more than mere slaves.
The springtime aroma of welcome and acceptance released by Love is immediately recognizable. It’s only when we’ve tasted and feasted on Love that we abandon that which is stale and regurgitated. Our palettes won’t allow us to go back to that which is rote, stagnant and toxic to our souls. Read More