My youngest grandson, 6-month old Finn, is a gift of joy. I find thatthe more time I spend with him, whether it be holding him, nurturing, showing him butterflies, smiling or acting silly, the morejoy he gives me. I believe that love flows in and out of you and I am learning from Finn that joy does as well.
I read this poem and may well share it with a dear friend who lost his wife Friday after a long battle with lung cancer. I wonder if this is the way he now feels ... alone, scared, exhausted, lost.
If you have never listened to O'Donohue's interview with Krista Tippett, check out the archives of On Being. It is well worth the time.
Blessings this day
inconveniences... Taking the trash out, emptying the dishwasher, standing in lines at the pharmacy, anywhere for that matter provides us with moments to be mindful of the more difficult alternatives and our interconnectedness with the world. For example, as one waits for a prescription, we have the opportunity to consider all who made this drug possible and be thankful. As we do the mundane, not only can we offer it up; we can practice one of the fruits of the Spirit such as patience, we can connect positively with those around us and we can try to discover the presence of the Spirit in the world around us.
While I often fail and become frustrated, when I do focus the world is calmer, the event richer.