Where are you "feeling this holiness"?
The daffodils coming in to bloom invoke a bow from me.
As do the buds swelling and bluets quietly appearing.
I found 5 beautiful orange lichens in the middle of the gravel path yesterday!
They "halted my feet and made my eyes flare."
I've not seen this before.
Then, there's the sweet, sweet music of frogs,
the flocks of robins feeding in the grass.
Spring is when we are treated to a feast
of ordinary majesty...easy to take for granted,
easy also to notice and bow.
We wait in joyful anticipation for blooms to explode
across the landscape.
"If I were a perfect person, I'd be bowing continuously."
Namaste'
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