“The world is holy. We are holy. All life is holy.
Daily prayers are delivered on the lips of breaking waves, the whisperings of grasses, the shimmering of leaves.”
~ Terry Tempest Williams
Take a walk with me.
When I need to be alone, this is where I head.
When I need to remember to look closely.
When I need to hear prayers whispered to me,
and see the color, witness the adaptability and the tenderness of the world outside myself.
When I need to be reminded that life is a study in contrast.
and that we are merely the recipients of her beauty.
The world is holy.
We are holy.
All life is holy.