Sunday, August 28, 2005


This feather was floating on the water at sunrise yesterday. It reminded me of how we can be buoyantly healed in our solitude. My weekend has been frantic, with many appointments, shoots, dog walks, and responsibilities. I have been up at 4:30 and asleep by 11:00 or so. My Spirit craves the alone time, the quiet, the floating. This is as necessary to me as air and water. Perhaps tomorrow I shall grab a few minutes and recall this one feather, be it, and feel the healing begin.


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