DAILY BITS OF HEAVEN

"Still Falling"

Go outside every day even if just for a few minutes.  Cold and sunny, warm and drizzly, hot and prickly, it doesn't matter.  Feel the air on your skin, your face, your palms.  This is your day.  Meet it, greet it, tell it good morning or good night.  Walk out, hobble out, wheel yourself out or ask for help.  Open a window if you must and stick out your head, all the way, your neck and shoulders and arms.  Feel nothing else but the day.  Savor the air that sits on your tongue, presses your forehead, licks your cheeks.  

"Facing West"

Watch the sun set.  It falls behind trees, behind houses, behind oceans and mountains.  Right where you are, it is dropping every single evening, lower and lower in the sky it slides, millimeters at a time but just turn your head and its gone.  You don't have to be at the ocean.  I saw it dip behind an old Kroger once and see it now in my mind dripping red and orange down the sides of the building, painting it in watercolor, then spreading out until nothing is left but a rim of light.

"Gift of Gold"

"Out of the Night"

Look at the sky.  It's there every night for you to applaud.  Dark gray and cloudy or black and deep or clear and starlit.  The moon, when you spot it, head lifted this way and that, is always new, always different from the night last and the night tomorrow.  Just a sliver maybe or behind a cloud luminous or full and rich as heaven making shadows like noonday.  Put your bed or chair by a window or under a skylight or outdoors and lie awake until you feel your senses up high where they live with the moon.

These joys are not small.  They're big like your heart, sweet like your body, eternal like your soul.

Thanks be to God.