it's been somewhat of an eventful week for me, spent largely away from home, and social media consequently fell by the wayside. In one challenge, my computer broke. Miraculously, I was able to get another, and have now achieved a long-held dream of owning a pink computer. I lost some work on my current manuscript, despite regularly emailing it to myself as a preventative of such losses, but that was the very smallest of my concerns. However, yesterday's evening sky was an exultation of golden light, the moon softly kissing the world, a new bird singing at the unseen edges, all of it offering peace and love. A friend recently told me that if the world is material then Mystery is essential to balance and complete it, and when I look out my window at such everyday wonderments of nature, I think mystery is surely born in love.
I am returning slowly to my usual routine, thankful for the opportunity to rediscover what works well and what is in need of a change. Throughout the week, I was reading several Anne of Green Gables books, and I do believe that the moments I spent amongst their pages, suffusing my spirit with beauty and wholesome thoughts, made it possible for me to land so gently on my feet. It's always a little embarrassing to mention "wholesome thoughts" - we're supposed to be grittier these days, aren't we? But there it is, I'm hopelessly old-fashioned.
I hope your own week went well and that when you look out your window you see love.
photo by Carolyn Aiken