Pause.

 

Be glad today for the many small graces that line the path of our lives like
flowers. Be open to the surprises that may come and alert to the quiet
messages whispered on the wind. Be creative in how you shape your life in
these few hours for every day is a blank canvas. Be a blessing to others as
the night draws near and let your evening prayers keep them safe until you
awake again.

Steven Charleston

And as with prayer, which is a dipping of oneself toward the light, there is a
consequence of attentiveness to the grass itself, and the sky itself, and to
the floating bird. . . . I too dip myself toward the immeasurable.

Mary Oliver. From Winter Hours.