yesterday i had the pleasure of visiting a small beach community just north of stinson beach known as bolinas. coming down the windy road my spirit couldn't help but reflect on the beauty of God, and the beauty God must see when he looks at us. the elobaration of green hills laid out before me, soft blue sky full of hope. the bitter sweetness of the moment crept into my mind as all i wanted to do was basque in that glory forever, to the have the felt connection continue to grow till my soul lifted out of my body and soared like the hawks above.
the gathering at st. aidan's was touching as 13 of us listened to the vicar pose his thoughts about the trinity moving into the passing of the cross to each of us symbolizing our turn in sharing.
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