Wow, I just saw this team all kneeling down together
Of football players praying on a field
What a powerful sight to see that witness that wow
I‘d like to see more of that going on to many of the places I go to
Prayer is so powerful
It is just a pipe line, a communication, a resource just to tap into
For being grateful, for asking for help, for healing
It encompasses so many venues of your life
I guess this team I don’t know if they want to win the game
Or they are asking for a player, for guidance, or their coach, family

I love to see things that are so tangled they defy all logic to untangle or even understand their pattern.

Near our house is a Byzantine church. That in itself is so beautiful when they play the church bells with something like a piano keyboard. Anyhow, there is a huge nettle, a giant, wild hedge with small birds darting in and out.

Hundreds of birds seem to live in there. It is so amazing that they can so quickly and accurately navigate this dense and obtuse tangle of hedge at such a high speed. They must be geniuses.

Like most people, I appreciate lightning staying away from where I am.

Notice this is different than saying that I don’t like lightning I am fine with it, as long as it stays away from me.

One day I was reading a book: The Diary of Saint Faustina. In the Catholic Church she is noted for The Chaplet of Divine Mercy which Jesus gave to her. Her diary has many conversations with Jesus that she transcribed. Pope John knew her, and of her, and made the Sunday after Easter, Divine Mercy Sunday.

Take a walk. Hmmm. Did I do that today? No, I’m doing it now.

You know, I choose to remember to take a walk every day.

Does it happen?

Usually, but sometimes I’ll just let it slide, or not feel like not do it.

And I find that when I do that, that I don’t feel as well. I don’t flow as well.

After all, we are made up of energy. When I walk, I am moving my energy around. I’m revitalizing my body. You know, it’s just a good thing for me to do.

So, I choose to remember that on my list should be me.

I love walking thru fall leaves.

Not just walking thru them, but really kicking them up into the air, like wanting to see them fall again and again – to float gently down, swaying this way and that, living a little poetry for a minute, something myriad generations before had admired and enjoyed.

I was just thinking today about sunsets.
The infatuation we have with sunsets.
Going to see a sunset.
Being at the beach and not leaving.
Waiting for a sunset.

Going on vacation and looking at sunsets.
Hiking and taking time to pause to see a sunset.
Also the other opposite of that is sunrise.
We get up at the crack of dawn.
Just to see the sunrise.
Being one of the first people of the day.

I love sunflowers. I mean, here is a flower that grows bigger than me. It is gigantic. And the seeds are so visible, so wildly bountiful, and so orderly arranged.

I see them growing in the community garden, and I admire their towering, poetic, lilting stance.

There are two local farms that plant thousands of sunflowers – acres and acres - and let you walk among them. It is breath-taking. So many circles of purple-black with a rim of yellow against a backdrop of greens and a light blue sky – like nature is looking with 10,000 eyes upon the world.

We had been saving for a sunporch for a long time. Finally, we came up with enough for two fellows who could just work on the project after their actual jobs. We grabbed this golden opportunity.

When the project began, we were excited, taking pictures step by step. It was predicted to be completed in six months.

However, something happened that no one had predicted or expected: the COVID-19 Virus came to Connecticut. It seemed the world changed, overnight. Our windows and other materials that were to be delivered were not arriving. It was a difficult time for all.

Hello everybody. This is something that I think everybody knows is a problem.

When you have your grandchildren come over and visit, before they really start wanting to play, or talk and say what they’ve been doing, they like to get on their devices.

Now, I have a 13 year old granddaughter. She’s a real techie. She knows a lot more than her old grandfather. We’re guilty too, so maybe we should set an example, you know, Facebook and Wikipedia and internet and emails. I mean everybody is always doing things. But you have to set that aside.

Do you feel stuck?

Stuck in a job?
Stuck in a health problem?
Stuck seeing less, or at least not seeing more?

Whatever it is, think of it, feel it.
And now let it go.

I thank you for showing me what “stuck” energy is like.
I choose to release stuck energy now.

I picture intense white light surrounding me,
Illuminating every particle of my being, every thought.

My cells are lit, from the inside.
My blood is lit, from the inside.
My brain and heart are lit, from the inside.