Awe-some

The word 'awe' has been overused, so much so that it seems diminutive to describe something as 'awesome' or 'awe- inspiring'. Last summer, when I was struggling to find meaning in the events around me, I hiked up Mount Philo regularly in the early morning. The view of the adirondacks across lake champlain became an awe-inspiring sight for me, as every day it was different. The water color was deep blue, or pale grey. The layers of mountains were many or completely shrouded. The view was alive, and I felt its qi around me. I felt awe. And so I did the other day when I walked to the top and sat to listen to the birds and be alone with my thoughts.

Update- Daily practice

Margaret died on February 12, 2015. For the trying 6 ½ months before her death, I sent her a card everyday. I loved the practice and I know she loved the cards. Lucky for me, her family and friends were kind enough to return the collection to me- all 350 something cards spanning 3 years. I cherish them, but I love to share them whenever I can, and encourage others to practice snail mail. Everyone loves a little note in the mail. Please send a card to someone you love today.