Prayer Reflection: Sometimes a prayer can be a conversation. Prayer is flexible - it's water, conforming to the shape I need. There are so many definitions of prayer in the bible, not to mention the way other faiths interpret it.
I like thinking of prayer as pouring out my soul. I'm an infinite being in a finite body - that combo can grate on my ever-loving nerves. I need to pour my soul into a space that is as infinite and timeless as I am. The trees. My ancestors. To God. It relieves the pressure of being a contradiction.
I think that's a lot of what this month has been for me. Relieving the pressure. Sharing myself with the folks who've known me since before I could talk.
Food: Pizza and sushi have been dueling for the right to the "my favorite food" title since I was a girl. They're still at war.
Realizing I've been emotionally unavailable to my husband, and reconnecting over 8 hours of conversation. Spending all day together just sharing with each other.
Hikes every day.
The Book of Life, by Deborah Harkness. Delicious.