The reality of this post is that I am not writing it. My dear husband is transcribing as I talk while nursing a wound. There was a pot on the stove with a handle. I did not realize that pot had just come out of the oven, so I grabbed it and proceeded to burn the lower third of my right hand. So quickly I realized that for a life lived with a pen in hand or in front of a computer I am at the mercy of my fingers working. That being said, I hope you understand that this post will be short as I try to figure out how to make the burning stop.

However, I will leave you with an art journal reflection from earlier this week. I meditated on Psalm 104 in a small group. The verse that stood out to me was 19- The moon marks off the seasons, and the sun knows when to go down.  And as we processed through art, this is what came out of it.

So as I practice what I preach, even as I prepare for this weekend’s retreat, I was cruelly reminded of self-care today. Slow down, breathe, and undo the day. I hope that you can practice that as well this week.