Worshipping Nature

Saw my supervisor/therapist today. She helped me heal some more from the trauma of the fall and broken rib. What was so profound was that she just let me be exactly as I needed to be, and let me know it was ok. It sounds simple, but unfortunately, I think it is an extremely rare experience in our culture. We seem to always be in such a hurry to "get better" and "get over it." In our rush to be "normal," I think we end up more wounded, as we cover up our pain and silently carry it with us.

On my drive home I pulled over at this adorable church as the setting Sun was lighting it up. I love how the Autumn leaves are just glowing... a perfect example of the simple beauty of being.