Today I am thinking of you and you and you.
Wondering how all of you are doing, really.
It’s been seven long months of this pandemic. The case numbers and deaths are rising and politics can be overwhelming.
Many of us are mostly stuck at home. Many are truly struggling. Many are worried financially.
How are you doing, really?
Are you sad, afraid, worried, happy, joyful, anxious, confused? A little of all at times? What’s happening in your life right now?
I had a rough few days–maybe two weeks ago?–and my friend, Jodi, way out in California, offered to put my name in her “God Box”. She did, and soon after my life brightened and this commitment birthed. I am sending her a teeny-tiny thank you note to put in the box.
That got me thinking. I have a brand new handmade clay pot. My friend, Catherine, is moving from her home and placed it in a giveaway pile a couple of weeks ago. An artist friend of hers created it maybe fifty years ago. I gladly brought it home and sat it next to our recliner. (And on our snowy deck for a photo shoot.)
If anyone would like during the duration of this seventy-five day spiritual commitment–I will put your name in the clay pot on a small piece of handmade paper created by a shaman-artist fella almost twenty years ago. I will ask the Holy Heart to bless you. Love to bless you. God to bless you. Great Spirit to bless you. The Universe to guide and comfort you.
Many folks are experiencing some rough times and could use the healing balms of prayer and love to wrap them warmly up in a nest of goodwill. Even if you’re not having challenging days, it might be soothing for your spirit to cocoon in a Heart vessel within a womb of love and healing blessing.
So how are you doing, really?
P.S. If you don’t wish to share the particulars of how you’re doing, that’s OK, too. Just say the word, and our prayer container will hold you like a loving mother through the next few weeks. ❤
Day 8 of a seventy-five day journey to more deeply connect with God, Spirit, Holy, Love…to explore “What the Heart Knows” during the waning days of 2020.