Trees become bare as spider webs form revealing new lines intersecting, augmenting, and defining space.
Reflecting on this year, I realize four friends lost their husbands, and another lost his wife. They were in my age range so it brings impermanence even more deeply into awareness. The gift of breathing dips in and expands out. I’m gratefully here with leaves changing as camellia and iris bloom.
Br. David Steindel-Rast:
In the continuous flow of blessing our heart finds meaning and rest.