Went to the Back of Beyond and had a beautiful, centering, spirit-filled day of usefulness and good conversation, away from electronics and cell service, focused on small things like weeds, the handle of the hoe in my hand, the sun on my back, the bee beside me toying with my hair as I worked.
As I drove back down the mountain, the cell phone came alive, pinging with headlines and notifications, tales of YetAnotherSchoolShooting, violence and mayhem, doubt and suffering. Why? Why are we like this?
It doesn't have to be this way.
As I drove back down the mountain, the cell phone came alive, pinging with headlines and notifications, tales of YetAnotherSchoolShooting, violence and mayhem, doubt and suffering. Why? Why are we like this?
It doesn't have to be this way.