There are days when nothing seems right. When every shell you pick up on the winding shore is broken. When the silken treasure slips through your fingers too quickly. When comforts are empty. And the world is noise.

On those jagged edged days, when the wind is screaming for a reason only she understands. And you find yourself all alone.Turn your face to the sun

Sometimes that goodness is everywhere apparent. It pours from the heart of every moment. From the light of every smile. On those soft days, love hides in the eaves to drop like sweet honey on your forehead and sings her lilting lullabies in the arms of the winds.

There is goodness in the world that even the river of tears cannot erase. There is love in the world, which the numbed armies of fear cannot destroy.

But on some days, Beloved. On days like today….We need to look, to see. So turn your face to the sun. Even when she is nowhere to be seen. Go inside yourself. Find a speck, a splinter of beauty to be grateful for. ‘Yes’, the day has worn you. And ‘Yes’ our mistakes have been so many.

to be continued