One of the things I love about walking on the beach first thing in the morning is seeing all of these trails that have been left by creatures crawling on the beach overnight and into the early hours of the morning.
Their intention may not be to leave a mark -- to leave their mark, yet nevertheless, they do. A mosaic of sorts is left behind from where they had been. It will be washed away. And then it will begin again.
This morning, I was reflecting at how we are much like these little creatures -- going about our days, doing our thing, often unaware of the markings that we are leaving. And yet they are there nevertheless. Sometimes leaving a beautiful creation, sometimes marring the surface of our shared reality, yet nevertheless, in one way or another, we leave a mosaic behind us.
It reminds me of these words from Cynthia Bourgeault:
"We live in the cosmos not as exiles yearning for the absolute but as alchemists and artists, teasing the shape of the divine emerging out of the eternal and into the now."
For all of the other cares, concerns, and worries that we have about our world today -- and they are real, and they are many -- may we also draw our awareness to what we are creating -- what we are teasing out of the eternal into the now.
And through our work, may we bless each other and the world around us.
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