Pilgrimage

You pull me back from time to time. Tired and with a long to-do list, something compels me to return. The bread is gluten-free, which means I am not allergic to God here. I study random patterns in the gingerbread colored brickwork while meditating to advent hymns. My empty tank is filled when they light the peace candle.  I buy beads to help the unhoused and accept a milkweed pod which may feed Monarchs on their way to Mexico next fall. A woman whispers, “I love your fairy hair” and I smile.  We are all still young inside.

One thought on “Pilgrimage

  1. You are very deep. So glad you are not allergic to God. Glad the white candle at Christmas Eve refills you. Hope it is with love and gratitude. I love you so much my smart girl!

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