Today is spring and my mind is marvelously clear. Flowers are springing from the ground, the trees are tossing petals from the tips of their branches. I'm late to things, but I'm not concerned. I've eaten well today (and enjoyed it), and it's alright. I'm listening to fingers tickling keyboards as if it's the same trilling of the birds I heard this morning. My bare toes touch the classroom floor and my mind is transported to the sweet softness of fresh grass bending beneath my feet.We're all together here. So many stories thrown together in one room - an intensity of experience that we could never all handle alone. I'm glad to breathe in the air that flutters past my face from the window across the room. It's brushed by the branches outside and moved those little green leaves I see.
Life is not perfect. There are multitudes of injustices all around me. Discriminations. Hurts. Betrayal. Abuse. But somehow God allows me peace sometimes.
So I'll just rest there today.
