A tiny dot of blue

A tiny dot of blue in the grey and cloudy sky. An opening. A promise.

“In our anxiety to limit ourselves to that which we can comprehend definitely, we are losing all that is above, beyond, below, through, past, over that small area encompassed by our conscious mind” Madeleine L’Engle

How do you limit yourself? How does God break through?


May the blessing of sleep bring refreshment and release

And the Angel of the moon call the rivers of dream

To soften the hardened earth of the outside life,

Disentangle from the trapped nets the hurts and sorrow,

And awaken the young soul for the new tomorrow.~ John O’Donohue ~