I’m grateful for the flourishing garden, another type of mercy in a hard-edged, mechanical world.

Sometimes this is all that occurs to me to say: Mercy!

I’ve spent the entire day working on a 10-minute presentation for a retreat this weekend, except for the time I went to PT or was eating. I’m immensely grateful whenever I get so inspired that a whole day goes by absorbed in a project. It’s a type of mercy to lose myself and all my concerns in the creative process.

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