With just a turn of the head, the web turns invisible,
a reminder that we are surrounded by an exquisite hand
though perhaps we do not see
© Meisaan Chan
(Photo credit: National Geographic)
The exquisite hand
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Divine timing! Just this morning Spirit asked me, “What do you believe? Can you trust that I am here orchestrating in the invisible what is to come?”
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(a big smile) Praise the Spirit for all the ways it chooses to talk to us! And then when it’s done talking, it continues whispering…and whispering…
Beautiful, and I love the spiderweb metaphor!
Thank you, Michelle! Be well!