9.15am Where to begin? I hesitated before starting to write, and of course, will now attempt to analyse the source of my hesitation. My handwriting looks totally different today – […]
Who knew that you could spend HOURS staring at your hands, taking in every detail of how they look, every sensation of how they move?
8.12am..In a former life, this would have felt like a lie – in. A late morning, even.
As the days fly by, often in a sleep deprived haze, I watch Creation in action. It’s challenging every perception I have, about EVERYTHING, but man… I’ve never been so privileged as to witness, and to be an inextricable part of such a miracle.