from:personal journal

Last night the Lodge was like a flying saucer spinning through space. Our prayers spun out among the stars and filled the sky with colored lights. Each person had a voice, each voice had a color, each color filled the sky with light blending and bringing white pure crystal into the night sky mirroring the snow on the earth below.

The mirror of earth called us back when it was time. The spinning slowed and we descended back into the winter night. The cold became a factor again, our bodies called out for care and we remembered to live in this world while we carried within us the space of the cosmos and all the potential that danced there.

Food tasted better, laughter was deeper, love came easier, my husband seemed bigger and warmer when I climbed into my bed. All became peaceful.

A rocket ride like that makes daily life sweeter...