Sunday, November 4, 2012


This morning I woke up with the desire to treat my big girl to one of her favorite breakfast meals. Starbucks oatmeal. I'm pretty sure it's the brown sugar that calls her name. On the way there we were lovingly greeted by a dense fog as we started up the bridge to head into the town over the lake. Sunrise warmed us. The view of the beach below us beckoned our souls. We grabbed our breakfast and headed back towards the lake. Unfolding Penelope's blanket, we spread ourselves out and simply took in the world around us. Watching the fog dissipate. The fish jumping. And the dog exploring. We sent some loving energy to Mama Lake who needs a ton of healing. Note to self: carry offerings with me at all times.
This is our church.

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Peace and Love.


"Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see."
-Mark Twain