I love the way the snow shuts down the world....maybe it gives us all an excuse to detach, let go, a temporary freedom of responsibility. I am not overlooking hardships caused in the meantime, nor do I wish to trade places with somebody in Boston. Just peace, blessed peace from myself: that never-ending list of people to see, places to go, things to do--the emails that expect instant answers. Is peace something that passes understanding? Or, is it something that I have the master key to as far as the lists in my life?
There is a marvelous picture and a note card by graphic artist and calligrapher, Michael Podesta. It shows the snow descending and has this caption in red:
A gift of peace, quietly descending, blankets the terrain of the heart.
What does it take for us to shut down our own world...
and be at last at.....
Peace?
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