September 25, 2019 10:00 am Published by

Sometimes #158

Patience. I don’t have a lot of it, though my Mom always said I did. And I’d laugh.

Sometimes, if you wait, things settle in and handle themselves.

Often I’m not patient enough to allow that kind of magic to happen, but when I do and it works, it appears as a miracle.

Deep breaths, kind thoughts, and trust in all things – including myself – allows for transformation to occur on its own terms.

Can I accept life on its own terms long enough to let the miracle occur?


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