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There is something special about rainy days. One walks about the house lulled by the sound of raindrops softly falling on the windows and roof. A perfect soundtrack for morning meditation.
One last cup of tea, bedtime....the quiet, silent hour when the house finally settles, I make my "rounds" to make sure everything is right....plumping a cushion on the sofa, making sure all candles are out, running a warm bubble bath. These are rituals performed almost absentmindedly comfort and reassure me. They are the very essence of being home and fill my heart with peace.
I love to open a window and look up to the sky, say a prayer, make a wish or two, and listen to the beat of my own heart.
