Sacred in the Ordinary: Air after a Rainstorm

I am tempted to search for the extraordinary. I catch myself longing for the incredible. I fight the urge to notice the spectacular. In doing so, I risk missing the most extraordinary, incredible and spectacular of all... the sacred in the ordinary.

My Moment...

The smell of fresh morning coffee intermingled with the smell in the air... after a rainstorm.

The cool, crisp, refreshing feel of the morning air... after a rainstorm.

The sounds of the final dripping in the air... after a rainstorm.

Everything about the air... after a rainstorm.

What moment did you notice this week?

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"There is no such thing in anyone's life as an unimportant day." -Alexander Woollcott

1 comment:

  1. That sounds intriguing! Sacred in the Ordinary.

    Am I to infer that it has been raining in the Pacific Northwest?


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