On this lovely Saturday morning, take time to “catch a passing dream”. Find a few quiet moments and let yourself be carried deeper into the refreshing places of mind and spirit. Imagine. Wonder. Sit in awe. And let these words help you journey to the place of your renewing.
There is a place, just up this trail,
very near the snow-fed stream,
a jagged break in the mountain’s face
where I go to catch a dream.
They ride the currents of a playful wind
that sweeps down from rugged peaks
and there I wait, alert to the chance
that I might hear one speak,
for I am a child of these ancient stones,
birthed by the canyons and trees,
brother and sister to the mountain lion
related to all I see.
This is my home, the source of my strength,
away from life’s hollow schemes,
where I can rest in the mountain’s embrace,
and catch a passing dream.
Make time today to be intentionally in the presence of the sacred. Press on.
Shining Spirit 
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