“Daylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?” – Rumi
When I was a little girl, I was entranced by dust motes in beams of sunlight. Their dancing, their freedom, their lightness. Simple things, the things of nature, through which the Divine whispers to me, to us.
How is the Divine whispering to you today?