I am sure I have labored here before and danced when the day's job was done. All my introductions and welcomes rush into the past where smiles and laughter hide in plain sight and affirm that I feel right about the decisions which I have made. Some places and some times have been better for me than others where I felt less than myself. Returning home I find all the love that I love dressed up and ready to go to worship.
grandfathers tell us to wait for the spirit to descend upon our hearts not like in sanctuaries where the order of worship must be followed but in the cawing of crows gathering in the limbs above our heads on a winter day
Allow risk in worship of the flowers blooming this time of year. It is not your responsibility to stimulate others into smiling and nodding at the pleasures of life. Two deer will always stroll by the window when you try to write these words. Another first day of spring gently moves across the cacophony only heard by the few.