Beauty

Final inquiry of the retreat (was that really only yesterday morning?): 
what stops you seeing beauty everywhere?

Today's answer?  Not a lot!  'Though someone blurted into the microphone "You ask me that when I have to drive on the M25 within the hour?!"  Cue giddy understanding laughter.  The train ride was a trip, I'm not verbal enough to describe it.

I've been transfixed most of the day, slowly unpacking and managing to buy bread, milk etc.  Woke to the soaring bird in extras.

Blessed be.  Xx