waiting.
6.12.2011
my sweet boy was pentecost sunday's chimer. he chimed eleven times to signify the hour, moving our time of worship into a more reflective, centering space. i was delighted to stand with him, counting with him each chime. his grace moving the chime up and out, allowing the chime to ring just so was enchanting. this space is sacred for each of us. i'm thankful to be a participant witness to this amazing soul beside me.
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