What if you remembered from time to time to stretch out your soul; to become fluid and take a warm sip of what you are actually made of? Your life is a chalice and your soul lighter, sweeter than the gravity and bitterness of this world would have you believe. What if you let in the music that's been trying so hard to make its home in you? And what if that music made you dance and smile and laugh and cry all at once? What if you splashed in Love like a puddle; fell and refused to get up; one with the rain; waiting for the rebirth of Sun to herald the Return to Happiness? ~Cheryl Anne Maris
Resist not the pull of the puddles, my friends!
I remember when Alec (~2 yrs old) came to see me off when I was taking a bunch of Airmen off to a chapel sponsored retreat. They were fresh out of Basic Training. They showed him how to splash in a big puddle on the sidewalk. He sat in it with a huge grin! Mommy was not amused but the Padre was laughing all weekend with the Airmen about it 🤣💖