I’ve chosen a word for the year every year for the last 15. This year it’s “gifts,” because I find it’s good to start the day asking, “What can I give?” And to end it too, “What were the gifts?” I almost chose “applauding” because, my God, there is so much to be exuberantly grateful for and then I remembered my questions about gifts. It became Ignatian-like as I was reflecting while falling asleep on Iona.
I resolve today to make that pilgrim’s practice a habit.
Always Bridging 