While walking around the house today, because everyone feels too icky to do anything else. I noticed that even without particularly trying I and others in the family, have created little altars of a sort around the house. So along with my favorite corners pictures, I thought I would share some of those with you and tell a little about how and why it helps us to remember the sacred in our daily lives. Enjoy!
To begin with is my bread box on the kitchen counter, on top of which there are usually a variety of things that don't belong. But it always holds my adorable "gnome in the tree candle" from the 70's, that I picked up while thrifting for a buck. I just love it! It makes me so happy. Also there is the tea light holder that David gave me right after we got together that has the word "magic" printed around it, a heart shaped piece of an unidentified seed pod/nutshell, also from David, and a ball of purple beeswax modeling compound, that my youngest son put there out of reach of his sister and it never found a home. These things sitting there together that way remind me that life is made up of little things and they most times mean the most to us.
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