Life at the Wee Cottage in the Woods.....Our memories can be a garden of delight as well as a garden of pain. Some days we walk through this garden and stop and enjoy those memories that bring us joy...that bring a smile to our hearts. Some days we pause at those moments that are painful...at the memories of things that have hurt us. Together these memories make up the tapestry of our life woven in rich colors as well as subdued colors. The overall effect is of who we are in this journey of life.
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A Thought for Today:
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Listen
In the quiet of my heart, I listen for the voice of Spirit.
Sunday, October 25, 2020
During the course of a busy day, I may hear all kinds of things, conversations, music, sounds from nature, traffic noise, and even my constant self-talk.
Sometimes all that I’m hearing may numb me to the more intentional act of listening. As I listen, I become aware of the voice of Spirit. Its comforting, guiding presence feels like a homecoming.
As I settle into a tranquil environment and begin to relax my body and my mind, I create a welcoming space for listening to the assuring voice of Spirit, discernible as my inner knowing. I breathe deeply, and I rest in this space.
I go about my day, listening attentively for the voice of Spirit expressing through all the people in my life.
Blessed rather are those who hear the word of God and obey it!—Luke 11:28
(Courtesy of Unity's Daily Word)
In the quiet of my heart, I listen for the voice of Spirit.
Sunday, October 25, 2020
During the course of a busy day, I may hear all kinds of things, conversations, music, sounds from nature, traffic noise, and even my constant self-talk.
Sometimes all that I’m hearing may numb me to the more intentional act of listening. As I listen, I become aware of the voice of Spirit. Its comforting, guiding presence feels like a homecoming.
As I settle into a tranquil environment and begin to relax my body and my mind, I create a welcoming space for listening to the assuring voice of Spirit, discernible as my inner knowing. I breathe deeply, and I rest in this space.
I go about my day, listening attentively for the voice of Spirit expressing through all the people in my life.
Blessed rather are those who hear the word of God and obey it!—Luke 11:28
(Courtesy of Unity's Daily Word)