The fog offers mist to thoughts and skin.
Today I met with a friend who read my latest book “Airing Out the Fairy Tale” straight through, and now reads it again, pausing at each line, pausing and meditating.
She’s not the first to say that is her experience, which I find gratifying as the book is meant to be a book of meditation, not just search, and even what might be perceived as privilege to venture.
Grateful, I light a candle and sit in the flickering light of support and trust. Asking, we receive, and this I’m continually shown and believe.