One of the two big black horses was nuzzling the little pigs this morning, on and on before he knew I was watching, licking and grooming, the two little pigs together.
So sweetly he treated the little pigs!....nuzzling and licking on and on as I kept my distance. Instinct told me this was one of those glimpses into secrets of Nature, and once White-tummy horse noticed me, the moment ended, little piggies going about their business.
All seems to fit this morning, in this sage moment, all seems to fit. Each sound of bird and each imperceptible movement of damp air all fit into a Wholeness. Mystery can wait, surely productivity can wait. Some treasures are too precious to not lavishly spend.
“There will be time enough, there will be time enough,” seems to whisper the Spirit as the hands race wildly around the watch dial.