‘To see a world in a grain of sand
And a Heaven in a wildflower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.’
Loving, walking, playing, running, falling and rising with my angel, and dancing, oh how we are dancing. Following our Beloved Jesus + His beloved companion St Mary Magdalene ~ of Bethany. Under the care of St Phillip Neri, inspired by St Francis of Assisi & St Claire ~ and the beloved heights of St John’s Gospel. St Térese of Liseau ~ little fellow flower of the unwild variety, St Teresa of Avila + St John of the Cross, and Julien of Norwich who knows that one day All shall be well. St Catherine of Sienna, St Maria Goretti, Dorothy Day, St Vincent de Paul. St John Bosco, St Rose of Lima, and Mother Theresa. C.S Lewis + Joy of Joy’s, Iris Murdoch and her beloved Frank Thompson, Christina Rossetti, and the lovingly beautiful Keats . . . oh . . . Keats. . .
But most of all Loving ~ walking ~ playing ~ running ~ dancing and rising with my beloved.
“Wildflowers don’t move to find the Son’s rays. God makes them fecund . . . . .
. . . . . . . wherever they are.”