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The afternoon sun shafts through the trees to create this sacred space. We descend into the moment. The wind and the leaves dance in a play of light and shadows. The winds soothing sounds are like the rustling of a stream, soft and now breaking over us. We drop out of the rush to linger, to savor, to soak in the rest of moments quickened by the breath of God, as the earth whispers, "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord.' ~ Bob Holmes
