“I nodded, knowing full well that frustration of putting Band-Aids on gushing head wounds. Then an insistent voice bubbled up from my heart, one that I could no more suppress than that involuntary kick after a reflex test on my knee.
“I bring it all into my meditation time, in that still space where I and the Divine sit in sacred communion. In this sanctuary, I dare to hope for a beautiful world for my grandchildren, and when I do, my heart opens. Then I can infuse all that I do with my love for my family, for ancient groves, for heirloom tomatoes, for albatrosses and orangutans. Then it’s not about what small thing I am doing. It’s about what great thing Love is doing.” Where did that come from?
“You should write about that,” Carol said.”
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