This morning two books strewn with rose petals were lying on my front doorstep. I knew immediately they'd been left by a beautiful young friend who reminds me to honor the light cast by our ordinary lives. John Kirvan writes about how we've been blinded by the bright light of heroes and saints. It's true. Then we use those stories to excuse ourselves from the demand of our own incarnation..
It is up to each of us to live with depth and care. The books are rose petals say that the simplest action conveys great tenderness and power for the journey if done by a loving heart. There are no "insignificant" lives, no celebrities. There is life. And we each decide whether or not we're willing to bring to life the power that lies within.
Another friend was pruning pansies, picking off their vivid petals of purple, yellow, orange. He flung them into the water that runs in front of his home. "i like to think", he said, "that they still have one more chance, floating on the water, to surprise and amaze someone paddling by on a kayak".
Life rests in OUR hands. Beauty is OURS to bestow. in such ordinary ways WE are light for the world.
--Paula D'Arcy--
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