This Sunday morning finds me coughing and sneezing and wondering where this cold came from. I suppose the answer, even if it surfaced, would not matter much. I would still have a cold.
Sorting through my emails and drafts, I came across both this photograph and quote by Wendell Berry. I am sure I have shared this quote before, but as my plans have been changed, I am grateful for this reminder that interruptions are real, and expectations often are not, although they certainly do have a powerful allure.
Blessings to you all.
And the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles, no matter how long, but only by a spiritual journey, a journey of one inch, very arduous and humbling and joyful, by which we arrive at the ground at our own feet, and learn to be at home. It is a journey we can make only by the acceptance of mystery and of mystification—by yielding to the condition that what we have expected is not there.—Wendell Berry, The Unforeseen Wilderness
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