As with most transitions in life, inspiration begins as a tiny seed planted deep in the mind. I envision life-changes as a little fluttering butterfly swooping across a flower garden, gliding on the breeze on a warm summer day. Our life is a blossom dancing in the moment as the Holy Spirit orchestrates the music.
Tell me what you will do when you “go to the beach.” I’d love to hear what you are doing. I’ll be knitting on a special “Irish Hiking Scarf” that my son wants me to make for him. It will take a while to do this – but I can envision him wearing it next winter. And, he wants the matching hat, too. I guess I’ll be “at the beach” a lot in the months ahead.
We all have the same quantity of hours, minutes, seconds in a day. Nobody was magically blessed with an extra allocation of time. Sorry to burst your bubble if that is what you think about us.