So it’s Sunday, the day of worship.  It has been awhile since I’ve gone to Mass, but that doesn’t mean that I haven’t entered those hallowed spaces in my mind.  All that I have to do is close my eyes, breathe, and open my heart….to receive all the love that is out there for all of us.

It is after 4 in the afternoon.  My bread is cooling on the rack.  The laundry is doing in washer and the dryer.  The dusting is somewhat done.  Some spaces are more clean and sacred than others.  I’m finally sitting down with my tea and fresh baked bread.  This is my sacred free day, a day alone.  I have to remind myself constantly to slow down and not to move too fast.  The day is for enjoying.

I close my eyes, breathe slowly and just be.  It is not so easy, with Sheba barking at me.  So she is going outside with a bone to add to her little graveyard.  Sometimes you have to do what you have to do, even if it’s bribery.