A poem for December:

The morning quiet

invites me into the day.

The cardinal calls out in the

chill, and the air echoes with

          possibility.

In this beauty, I rise, in reverence.

May your days also include beauty, even if fleeting, and moments of reverence and gratitude. Need an idea for some grounding? Check out the gift we sent out on Giving Tuesday for ideas.

With care~

Rev. Lynn and Rev. Wendy