Life as a pilgrimage

I must admit that I am still a bit tired from my two week pilgrimage to Italy so I have been doing a lot of resting. Butters, one of my cats, seems to enjoy the companionship for little cat naps. He snuggles in close so he can be right next to me, or on an arm or a hand! Perhaps to be sure I don’t leave him again. With that said, I have had a lot of time to think back on our journey and all the sites and cities we visited. It occurred to me at 4 a.m. this morning that our pilgrimage was a perfect analogy for life.

At a time that I was Chair for the Bishop’s Commission on Women for our Diocese we had a similar thought discerning our purpose for the Commission. We wanted to create a resource that would support Catholic women and provide opportunities to journey to places that would inspire and nurture our Catholic faith. We visited shrines in Chicago, Wisconsin, and took an amazing pilgrimage to Spain and Portugal. That theme, of journeying, has never left me, as you have noticed in my selection of the title of this blog series on my website.

Highlights of the Italy trip were always the morning gatherings for coffee before leaving the hotel for the day, our daily Masses in the most beautiful chapels of churches and Basilicas, and our evening dinners together as a group. Stories were shared from adventures that might have been taken apart from the group.

Our trip didn’t lack mishap either; a broken wrist due to a fall in Assisi for one of our pilgrims and another finding a priest, from another tour group from Ireland, that had fallen or died suddenly in a stairwell in Rome.

There were times that we rushed through sites moving on to the next one. Crowds of people, especially in Rome, seemed to arriving, snapping pictures then quickly moving on to the next place. I regret that, at certain sites, we didn’t linger a bit longer to reflect and savor the experience.

My favorite memories were always the quiet pauses for cappuccino, or wine, to savor the aromas and sounds. Last Sunday I sat in a piazza in Assisi listening and watching families gathering after Mass at the Basilica of Santa Chiara (St. Clare). My heart was full observing all that was happening around me.

At the weekly audience we attended on Wednesday, at the Vatican, Pope Francis continued his catechesis on apostolic zeal. Pope Francis spoke of St. Charles de Foucauld as someone that attempted to imitate Christ with his life. He spoke about the importance of lay people in the Church, to be open to the Spirit and to live with compassion, meekness and tenderness. He reminded us that we can evangelize in simple ways, with kindness and a smile for those around us. He speaks with such sincerity and love for the gospel and how we can grow closer to God. I follow Vatican News but read a bit more carefully these two weeks because of the Synod of Bishops, which has been going on in October, and being in Rome. I was captivated seeing so many priests, bishops, and cardinals walking around Vatican City. I pondered the immense weight that the Pope must feel guiding the Church during these turbulent times. I hope you saw the amazing photo I took that day as Pope Francis drove right by us on his way to his chair to speak to us. It was an incredible experience to see him that close and in person. He radiates joy and had an amazing energy and attention for those he drove by.

So it is with life, we rush through too many moments in order to get on to the next one. We have ups and downs, losses and sadness along the way. There are also interludes of pause and rest to savor the moment at hand, family or friends. But I am reminded to build more of them into my day. We have teachers and leaders we can turn to for guidance and inspiration when needed. The saints and mystics are there to show us, by the example of their lives, to keep going despite the hardships and challenges. Even short lives like Blessed Carlos Acutis who died in 2006 at the age of 15, who helped those in need around him around his home and on the way to school and built a website to document Eucharistic miracles, inspire me to use social media to share positive messages.

Lastly a pilgrimage, or life, is only a spiritual experience if I make it so. It can be a collage of moments that I rush through and visit or it can be moments I tune in and listen to the voice of God and what I might need to hear. My prayer is to be transformed by this experience I was so fortunate to have taken, to listen more carefully and move a bit more intentionally, always moving in the direction of greater peace and joy in God.

Photo is a walkway in Assisi. I shared many photos and descriptions of the places we visited but I have hundreds more! I look forward to going through them and sharing them over time. Thank you for commenting that you enjoyed seeing the pictures and reading about them.

Pax et bonum

Every day I would look at pictures trying to decide which to post for your virtual Visio Divina but the choices are endless. The frescoes, canvases, churches and architecture are more beautiful in each city.

So today enjoy a bit of Assisi.

In this turbulent time, let us pray for peace.

Pax et bonum, peace and goodness.

Peace, Deena

A picture paints a thousand words

Last week I talked about the power of sacred reading, or Lectio Divina. This week I am going to share a few thoughts on Visio Divina, or sacred seeing. When we view a painting, sculpture, landscape, photo, or gaze at nature we can, if open to the invitation, allow our hearts and minds to view life in a new way, shift our focus from the mundane, enter a sacred silence, and allow that image to speak to us of greater realities.

As I mentioned last week, I was doing some audio recording, guided Lectio Divina and Visio Divina reflections, for an Advent retreat and I thought about my upcoming pilgrimage to Italy. I recall from my last trip to Italy, and more recently to Spain and Portugal, seeing beautiful and moving artwork. Artwork that touched me on a spiritual level. Artwork that helped me speculate about my spiritual beliefs on a deeper level. For this trip, I am especially looking forward to seeing the Fra Angelico frescos in Florence at the San Marco Museum, which was formerly a Dominican convent. Far Angelico was a monk there, then later the Prior, who painted the walls so that monks could reflect on the images of scripture as they prayed in their cells (rooms). Some of his paintings are my favorite but I have only seen most in images online. I wait in eager anticipation of seeing these frescos in person.

In a recent article written by the team at Center for Action and Contemplation, thoughts by Barbara Holmes regarding sacred art were shared in the daily email update. They quoted Barbara as saying: “Art can amplify the sacred and challenge the status quo. The arts help us to hear above the cacophony in the midst of our multitasking. The arts engage a sacred frequency that is perforated with pauses. Artists learned … there were things too full for human tongues, too alive for articulation. You can dance and rhyme and sing it, you almost reach it in the high notes, but joy unspeakable is experience and sojourn, it is the ineffable within our reach.” “This shift of focus bends us toward the universe, a cosmos of soul and spirit, bone and flesh, which constantly reaches toward divinity.”

Visio Divina can unfold in the same four steps as Lectio – read a scripture and/or gaze at the image asking what captures your attention, reflect again asking what the image might have to say to you, view it again and state a prayer that comes to mind or a grace you seek in life, then lastly sit in silence and just be in the presence of God.

While Lectio is listening with “the ear of the heart”, we can say that Visio Divina is praying with the “eyes of the heart”. During my pilgrimage I am going to share some photos of art or images along the journey. I might add a scripture or reflection based on the art we encounter. I invite you to spend some time with the images and see what it inspires for you.

This week’s image is a favorite. It is a watercolor by Corby Eisbacher entitled Jump for Joy, depicting the Visitation of Mary to Elizabeth. You can visit Art by Corby on Etsy here. Spend some time with the image. What speaks to you as you view it? What does the image have to say to you?

Create Joy, Deena

Your words are life

Reflecting on today’s gospel (Matthew 21: 28-32) for the Twenty-Sixth Sunday in Ordinary Time, our pastor, Fr. Paul Carlson, spoke of the words of the sons to their father, not matching the deeds. Even though one of the sons didn’t act on the words he spoke, affirming to the father he would follow the request to go work in the vineyard, the words themselves still had value. He, we hope, showed respect and obedience. The son that said he didn’t want to go to the field and work, but changed his mind and went, shows us the value of reflecting on the word or the instruction we hear in the words spoken and letting them impact our behavior. All of the words in scripture point out who Jesus was and what He asks of us, in our own lives. As we reflect on them, and comprehend the words, we allow them impact our behavior, and transform our lives.

How can we integrate this in daily life? As I spent some time reflecting on Fr. Carlson’s homily, I thought about some guided prayers I was recording for work this week. One was a Lectio Divina, another a guided contemplation or imaginative prayer and lastly a prayer using Visio Divina. I am going to talk about two of them, Lectio Divina today and Visio Divina next week, and how these prayer methods of sacred listening or viewing can help us enter into the Word and let the Word enter into us.

Lectio Divina, a common monastic prayer method of praying with Scriptures, means “divine reading”. I learned this almost 30 years ago as I began my formation as an Oblate and it has been, to a greater or lesser degree, a part of my daily prayer. Sometimes I spend more time with Lectio, some days it is a very condensed version. The longer time spent in Lectio is always more fruitful, but life gets in the way. Lectio is simply reading or listening to a particular scripture passage, prayer or poem and letting those words enter our hearts. We read the passage once, and listen for a word or phrase that speaks to us. We read it again and reflect on what God or the Holy Spirit might be trying to say to us in those words. We read it a third time and contemplate the words, or sit in silence with them. Lastly we offer a prayer of gratitude for what we heard or a prayer of intention that rises up as we reflect on what God has asked of us as we have listened to the Word. The fruit of the prayer comes from really listening, with the ear of the heart, to the Word and then letting it impact our thoughts, words and actions.

We all know what it feels like to hear someone say one thing but then behave in a way that is contradictory to what they have spoken. It may not be intentional or malicious, but if the behavior and the action don’t correspond, then it gives us something to consider about the person or our relationship. Seeing this within our own behavior, helps us assess why we aren’t being true to the things that we say are important to us. We can assess, and change, when we see that we aren’t living in alignment with the values we say are important to us.

As our words and actions begin to become one and the same, we become the things we value and that we speak in life. I love the quote that you see on social media posts or in self improvement articles, we become what we think about. Or, another, your mind will believe everything you feed it, so feed it hope, truth and love.

If you have not prayed using Lectio Divina before, try it this week, it only takes a few minutes when praying it alone. Pick a short scripture or poem, it doesn’t have to have a lot of words to be impactful. Ask Spirit to guide your thoughts and speak to you with the words you need to hear. May it bring you peace!

Create joy, Deena

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Time slips away

This week the gospel is Matthew’s writing of the landowner and the workers (Mt 20:1-16a). You have probably heard, like I have this weekend or in years past, about God’s mercy freely given and open to all or on envy and how it holds us back from viewing heaven as we should. Today I find myself thinking about a different aspect of the gospel. What were the workers doing until they showed up at the location to be hired? If they were there earlier in the day, surely they would have been hired. Were they at other locations trying to find work? Or were they busy with other things and delaying getting there? Were they putting off the work to be done?

I can put off things for a later date or time like nobody’s business! I get things done on time if there is a deadline or it’s a goal for the day, so I don’t mean procrastination. I mean putting off things I want or need to do because maybe later will be a ‘better time’. I’ll be in a better space to pray or meditate later, only to get too busy and spend less time even though I would feel greater peace. I need more time to sit and journal (draw or write) all the thoughts in my head and then later it’s too late, I’m not in the mood anymore, something else demands my attention. I want to move more or change my diet to healthier options but work, errands and household tasks haven taken the time and expendable energy I have. Now planning for my trip to Italy, I find myself worrying about everything – what to take, the flight, the cats while I am gone…. I try to remind myself it will all fall in place. Worrying doesn’t change the amount of time left or get the things I want to get done accomplished any faster.

I was having a hard time focusing on writing this today. Time has been cut short, time in this life for her family and friends, for a colleague and friend. She died on Friday due to an illness and I have been shocked and heartbroken. I learned so much working for Terri, she was top notch! Terri and I did a virtual painting session one day while she was still in the Chicago area. Each working on our own painting, we just chatted about life and our love for attempting to express our creativity. We had said to each other that we should do it again. Last year I mentioned Terri in a post, regarding her new marriage and how happy she looked in each photo. She was simply radiant with joy! I also shared a quote by Paulo Coelho, “One day you will wake up and there won’t be any more time to do the things you’ve always wanted. Do it now.” (Is 40 days long enough...)

In that post I talked about embracing the present moment more. I find myself thinking about that again. I need the reminder, maybe you do too. How many times do we say there will be time, later, to meet with friends, visit with family or spend time growing closer to God? We don’t know the day or the hour, let’s embrace the life and connections that we have. Let’s spend time doing the things that make us better people, in relation to God and to each other.

Create joy! Deena

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The gift of friendship

I am writing this on Saturday night, in anticipation of a Sunday afternoon gathering with friends. We are a group of friends that have grown up together. We fondly call our group “The Oglesby Girls”. Most of us grew up in Oglesby and started kindergarten together at Holy Family School, another joined us later in grade school then two others joined in high school.

Sadly, we lost one of our “girls” to cancer. We have shared weddings, the birth of children, the loss of parents, and divorce. We have donated together on large projects for Holy Family Church, even though only three of us remain parishioners because the rest of the group lives out of town. We still manage to get together and celebrate our friendship. The bond of our affection is strong. Many have commented on the steadfastness of our little group when I talk about our gatherings and escapades. Our friendships, and I would also include friendships from high school and those formed in our small rural area, are rare, enduring and admired by others I have encountered in life. Our lives have changed in so many ways but despite 50 years, we still have fun like the girls who headed to Friday night football and basketball games.

I have mentioned recently that I work part time for an online ministry. In the role of Director of Programming for Ignatian Ministries, I work on our community retreats, customer support and the coordination of our weekly blog, which is published on Sunday nights and is shared in an email on Monday morning. Over the past few weeks our core team and supporting “team” members have been writing the blog related to our ministry founding and purpose. I wrote the post, last week, on Community. I shared three examples of scripture quotes and personal experiences that I felt the support of community. As we discerned moving to a non-profit, and ways we want to serve others, one of the founding principles is community, accompanying and supporting others who are seeking the deeper waters of faith.

As I reflect on my small group of friends, I believe that we have embodied all of the aspects of community that I wrote about last week. We have created a space that we know we belong and are always welcomed. We are there to support each other, especially when we experience the difficult losses of family and friends. We encourage each other as we each use our individual gifts in life, regardless of the various paths our lives have taken.

If you are lucky enough to have friendships like this, treasure them! If you didn’t come upon them from childhood or young adult years, perhaps there are friendships that you developed in work or church communities. How can you nurture those friendships? Is there someone you would like to get to know better; someone you feel could be soul friend, someone you could support and you would welcome support from? What step can you take to get to know that person better?

I close with a quote from Thomas Aquinas, “There is nothing on this earth more to be prized than true friendship.” Amen!

Create Joy! Deena

The art of the soul

This morning I posted an excerpt from a book, Beauty, The Invisible Embrace by John O’Donohue on my Facebook page. I read it yesterday and it has continued to capture my thoughts and imagination since reading it. In the quote, John states: “All through your life, the most precious experiences seem to vanish. Transience turns everything to air. You look behind and see no sign even of a yesterday that was so intense. Yet in truth, nothing ever disappears, nothing is lost. Everything that happens to us in the world passes into us. It all becomes part of the inner temple of the soul and it can never be lost. This is the art of the soul: to harvest your deeper life from all the seasons of your experience.”

I have found that one of the richest ways of “harvesting” the deeper life is through the use of ritual.

Rituals are those practices, ceremonies or actions done in a customary way (Vocabulary.com). They are ways of behaving or a series of actions carried out in a particular situation (Collins Dictionary). They can be prescribed or established rites (Dictionary.com). They can be personal, such as pizza dinners on Friday nights or rites of passage such as a quinceanara for a Latino girl turning 15 or a bar mitzvah for a Jewish boy at the age of 13. Funeral rites for the dead or incensing the altar at a feast day Mass or High Mass are examples of religious rituals or sacramentals. There are endless examples of prayer rituals and practices in religions or religious communities, whether Jewish, monastic or buddhist. They are ways of setting our intention and bringing the invisible in a more tangible way in to our visible world. Setting a rose on the tombstone of my parents on their birthdays or anniversary dates is a special way that I ritualize my love and remembrance of them.

Part of the reason that the quote has captivated my soul for the past 24 hours is that I have been contemplating offering a workshop/retreat on ritual for the past few months. I know the value that ritual has had in my life, personally and spiritually, but I have allowed many of the daily practices I use to give my time and attention to go dormant. So, of course, the natural reaction is to question and chastise myself saying “who are you to offer meaningful advice on ritual when you aren’t committed to it yourself!” I try to remind myself of the advice I received from one of my spiritual teachers, Gurudarshan Singh Khalsa, when I moved back “home” from Michigan. He wanted me to teach yoga so that I would maintain my own practice, he advised we teach what we want to learn and what we want to practice. I did that for awhile when I taught personal development classes, as part of the continuing education program, at the local community college. As I returned to corporate work, I stopped teaching and my time was more personal, such as daily morning prayer and scripture reading, journaling, and time spent in creative activities, such as art journaling.

So today, I am reflecting on the reasons that some of the little daily rituals or practices, that were important to me in the past, have taken a back seat each day. I have allowed work, daily responsibilities and worry to take their place. I “fit in” things like morning prayer and daily Mass or evening prayer, applying my essential oils, instead of setting aside the time to be still and connect, to linger a bit in those moments, allowing peace to enter in. That is not to say that the tasks we have to complete each day aren’t important, but the things that nurture us and sustain us need their place too. I believe we need to create space for the “more subtle brightness that sustains us” (John O’Donohue, Beauty, The Invisible Embrace). In the sacrament of Reconciliation Friday evening, I was reminded that worry, even the despair I recently experienced, are attempts to block my connection to, and relationship with, God. A return to some of the daily prayer practices will be a healing balm and will help build up the “sureness” of that relationship.

Simple actions such as lighting a candle, setting a special place or time or journaling are ways of creating a daily ritual around silence, meditation or prayer time. Going for a walk each morning, or evening, or writing a daily poem, might be a good time for daily reflection. Selecting dates and times that are meaningful when engaging in a new activity can be part of naming and setting a clear intention for the pursuit.

So this week, I invite you to look at the rituals that are part of your life, acknowledge the good they bring, and consider ways you might be interested in creating new rituals. What would be your goal or intention in creating the ritual? I will join you in doing the same and devote some time and attention to what I might offer in November, in the form of a short workshop or retreat, as a way to invite more ritual in to our lives. I leave for Italy in a month, so I will have my eyes and heart open to the many ways that our pilgrimage is a renewal experience of many of the rituals and sacred sites of my Catholic faith.

Until then, I wish you peace.

Create Joy, Deena

Prosper the work of our hands

This weekend in the United States we celebrate and recognize Labor Day and the efforts of all people who work. We acknowledge the American Labor Movement, and the social and economic achievements of all who have worked since the holiday was established. The Library of Congress says that the first Labor Day was established by the Central Labor Union and was celebrated on a Tuesday in 1882. Then in 1894, Congress enacted the law making Labor Day a national holiday, celebrated on the first Monday in September. Over the years it seems to be more of a final long summer weekend, a demarcation of the end of summer and the beginning of the school year for students. What if we honor and celebrate the work that we do all year on this weekend?

I listened to an interview this week with Bishop Robert Barron on the Word on Fire Show regarding the Theology of Work. It was a wonderful interview talking about the Catholic Church’s teaching on work. I especially loved the story of Bishop Barron’s first job, as a high school student, at Kroch’s and Brentano’s bookstore in Oakbrook, Illinois, and his brother throwing a used copy of A Seven Story Mountain by Thomas Merton at him and how that book ended up being so influential in his life.

Bishop Barron discussed how our work participates in the creativity of God and that if done with loving purpose, work is sanctifying. He talked a little about work before and after “the Fall”, and how we have gotten the idea that work is laborious, with all its negative connotations, but he stated that work is ultimately life-giving and how we “work creation” to make it even more beautiful. I was struck by his statement that God has nothing to gain from us. It’s true, my work doesn’t make God or the world any better, but it can participate in “His causality”. Everything God has created is good, but Aquinas says it doesn’t make it finished, it continues to unfold with our participation in it.

Bishop Barron talked about Pope Leo XIII’s encyclical, Rerum Novarum, and the importance of that writing at a time of horrible conditions for workers. I probably relate more to Pope John Paul II’s encyclical, writing on the anniversary of Rerum Novarum, Laborem Exercens in which he talked about the value of human work. Work has value not because of the work being done but because of the human person that is doing the work. Regardless of the work we are doing, God wants us to invite Him into that work, to prosper (not necessarily financial) the work of our hands.

I reflect on the many jobs, or variations of work, I have done over the years. There wasn’t a weekend growing up, in high school, that my brothers and I didn’t have to work at our family business, waiting on customers, drying off cars after the car wash (the unique spin my father added to the automatic car wash he operated), washing towels (Oh, the towels in the winter!) and working in the little store that had snacks, beer and soda, and a lottery machine. When I had my own little shop, I worked harder than I ever have at any job, cleaning ice cream/yogurt machines at 5:30 in the morning, making soup and washing the floor all before opening for the day, but I can honestly say I have never loved any work as much as that, because it was my business and I took pride in it and enjoyed the customers I served.

Any employment, if just viewed as a job with tasks to complete, will make work tedious. But when we begin to view the efforts of our labor as a use of our gifts and talents, a contribution in some way to the lives of others, even if solely providing for our families, or the way we are adding to, or contributing to creation, perhaps we will see, and feel, the dignity of that work in a new way.

I am fortunate that in all my different jobs and careers, I have always tried to ask “how am I serving God in this work?” It’s a gift now, to be in a ministry position, with Ignatian Ministries, where we constantly, and openly, seek the greater good for the ministry and our gifts, seeking “the magis”, the more, in all we do. This seeking, or reorientation, is available to all of us as we consider the work of our hands.

Don’t forget that we have just entered the Season of Creation, which began on September 1st with the World Day of Prayer for Creation, a season of grace to consider our way of living and renew the relationship between Creator and creation. It will conclude on October 4th, the Feast of St. Francis and the publication of Pope Francis’ follow up to Laudato Si’. As we reflect on the work of our hands, we are called also to consider that our work, or the way we live and consume products each day, does not exploit the earth. It is one of the most significant challenges of our day.

Create joy, Deena

Fill us at daybreak with your mercy,
that all our days we may sing for joy.
Make us glad as many days as you humbled us,
for as many years as we have seen trouble.
Show your deeds to your servants,
your glory to their children.
May the favor of the Lord our God be ours.
Prosper the work of our hands!
Prosper the work of our hands!

Psalm 90

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Remember to stop and breathe

As I sat in quiet reflection before Mass on Saturday evening I was reading from Evening Prayer (Give Us This Day monthly prayer book) and was cut to the heart by the scripture from 1 Peter 4:8-11. “…let your love for one another be intense, because love covers a multitude of sins. Be hospitable to one another without complaining.” FAIL.

I have to admit one of the worst weeks I have ever had dealing with anger, rage, irritation, reaction to others… The circumstances may have warranted frustration, or not being satisfied with the way an event unfolded, but anger and rage? A wise person once told me anger was simply frustrated will. This week I would have to agree with that!

There I was feeling fully convicted, right before having to approach the ambo to proclaim the Word of God as lector for the Mass. The words of the Responsorial Psalm 138, literally stuck in my throat “I will give thanks to you, O Lord, with all my heart, for you have heard the words of my mouth;” I had to take a nanosecond to regroup. Give thanks that God heard all the hateful words I spewed out this week? Give thanks for the times that I said “this isn’t worth it!” (life, faith, times of intense humility after needing to ask for help).

The gospel for this week, Sunday August 27, is Matthew 16: 13-20 in which Jesus tells Peter that he will build the church upon him. Peter who messes up countless times and Peter, who Jesus knows will deny Him during His time of need. I felt some hope. “Your kindness O Lord endures forever” (Psalm 138).

Earlier in the day on Saturday I was part of a retreat on the 14th century book (letters written by an anonymous monk to a student or disciple) The Cloud of Unknowing, hosted by Abbey of the Arts, presented by award winning translator Carmen Acevedo Butcher. The book has long been considered as the source for the practice of Centering Prayer, a form of Christian contemplation. When we take the time to sit, or walk as Carmen prefers at times, to go within, to listen in silence, we will encounter “God’s unabsent being” and the “soul is helped by grace”. It was a lovely reminder to return to the practice of my breath work and silent prayerful meditation at the end of a week that was so completely in need of grace.

This morning as I was finalizing some of these thoughts to post in the blog, I also read Judith Valente’s blog for this week, Practicing the “Psychological Hygiene” of Compassion. I was delighted for the additional reminders of a way to practice letting go of anger and welcome a stance of compassion in its’ place. I would encourage you to read her blog.

“Close the doors and windows of your spirit against the onslaught of pests and foes and prayerfully seek his strength; for if you do so, he will keep you safe from them.” Anonymous/The Cloud of Unknowing

Create Joy, Deena

Taking a pause

Taking a pause – According to Merriam-Webster it means to pause temporarily, to linger for a time.

Things to do when taking a pause: meditate in silence, go for a walk, journal, take a vacation or staycation, spend time with family or friends, take a break and do nothing, or maybe just rest whether that means sleep in or take a nap.

Taking a pause promotes relaxation. It helps us recalibrate, renew and reconnect.

So I am taking a pause today, for more birthday celebration, today with family. I enjoy the hour drive to think and pray, to be still with my thoughts.

I hope you find some time today, or maybe a little time each day this next week, to pause as well.

Create joy! Deena

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