Behind the Clouds…

Storms are brewing…like so many cups of coffee…and yet…the moon peeked through the clouds…just long enough…to remind me…that it is always there…even on these dark mornings…when I cannot see it… Bertha…says…it’s a lot like my life… Jane Link to this...

Now I See It…

Bertha…reminded me of a concept she taught me a while back…and…I may have blogged about it…but…if I’m not sure…then maybe you aren’t either… Anyway…she brought to mind the image of a crescent moon…and…how…from my perspective…that tiny sliver…is all there is…at that...