...to recognize the miraculous in the mundane. Like being able to wonder about the amazing colors and qualities of food just before you pop them in for a warm roasting. I'm not really a Foody, but who couldn't be amazed by the colors?!
...being totally enamored of an amaryllis bloom. One that you successfully re-bloomed from the year before. To see the strength of vivid color in the washed out day in February is a gift.
Do you suppose that those brief moments of, "Oh wow!," are a measure of Spirit's Grace? I'm thinking they must be so. Here's hoping you can find a moment of passing grace in your day.
Namaste' Till Next Time,
Holly aka She Who Is Graced
9 hours ago