The early morning sun was soft today, just barely showing through a thick cloud cover. The silhouettes of the trees caught my attention, with their complexity and beauty. Everything was still.
This morning, nature is my temple, and this tree is my altar.
I often create special altars in my home. I choose a small alcove and place a few items of special significance there, to create a space of sacred meaning for me.
These small altars are places that draw my attention in the middle of a busy day. They invite me in, to a breath, and to reverence. They offer me a sacred pause.
That is what this tree did for me today. The beauty and intricacy of the branches invited me in, to reverence, and to silence.
I stopped, took a long breath, and offered my thanks for this gift of sacred wonder.
What draws you in, to the sacred, to a breath, to wonder?
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