This winter landscape cared nothing about my previous experience in marketplace engagement or event scenario planning. I was in the dark when it came to navigating my little house on the prairie’s first blizzard.
Gradually, I learned to navigate the unknown night scape by staying in the present moment and relying on the clues dropped with divine timing from unforeseen bearers of wisdom.
Practice, for me, is a way to create fertility for God to be expressed through my own being. It’s a commitment to spending time with the Beloved each day, remaining still and alert, noticing what comes up and releasing it, creating space for Love to grow.
Our life in common matters.
Of this I am certain.