Our hands are busy. I know that. I get it.
But we’ve all got time. Time to stop. Time to act. Time to return. We’ve all got today.
Time to remember. And time to see what is present.
I know it often feels like we don’t know what we can do. Little us.
Especially us moms. Our hands. Our times. Our lives. Spoken for. But it is in THAT that we do speak.
Cut. washed. dried. crushed.
This is the honor of being the fragrance.
Live fully in knowing the beauty of this today. Let no one steal it away. Let no busyness cloud our vision.
Raynna
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2 Comments
larisa
Crushed – may my fragran c e be a pleasant one. Amen.
Raynna
me too.