One of the few this Spring.
But lovely.
This morning I saw a dozen birds in our yard and the surrounding trees and three squirrels, doing whatever squirrels do.
You could almost imagine that everything was okay in our world.
Sun and warmth, blue skies, birds and squirrels.
Lovely!
I took it all in all day and thanked whatever Powers that Be for such a day.
(You'd think an Episcopal priest would thank his Episcopal God for such a day. But I'm convinced my view of deity is much too small and much to limited to take in the Powers that Be in the universe. Don't tell my bishop, just know that's what I believe....)
Later, watching the news on CNN and MSNBC, I knew all was not well.
But it was a respite to imagine it was for a few hours.
We all need a respite these strange and dangerous days.
We just do.
Find a respite for yourself in the days to come.
You need it.
You deserve it.
Just a few hours of 'everything is alright' can help you meet the days ahead with courage and hopefulness.
And those we need: courage and hopefulness.
We really need them.
Really.
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