Stir up the waters, She says.  Mix a delicious soup.  Drink it up first and then share it with others.  Love makes waves.  But it starts right here where I am.

In this dark cool morning, I wrap the Divine caress around me and lean into the mystery.  This now is endless and it will disappear into this now, and this now and then.

Photographs in the hallway show smiles long gone.  Mystery of those nows rippling into the brilliant silence of here and now.

I am determined to make ripples wherever I am. Now.