Normal day, let me be aware of the
treasure that you are. Let me learn
from you, love you, savor you, bless
you, before you depart.
Let me not pass you by in quest of some
rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me
hold you while I may, for it may not be
One day I shall dig my fingers into the
earth, or bury my face in the pillow,
or stretch myself taut, or raise my
hands to the sky, and want more than
all the world, your return.
— Mary Jean Irion from Yes, World: A Mosaic of Meditation
Joy comes to us in moments—ordinary moments. We risk missing out on joy when we get too busy chasing down the extraordinary. Scarcity culture may keep us afraid of living small, ordinary lives, but when you talk to people who have survived great losses, it is clear that joy is not a constant. Without exception, all the participants who spoke to me about their losses, and what they missed the most, spoke about ordinary moments.
— Brené Brown from Daring Greatly
- Holiness Comes Wrapped In The Ordinary
- Rest: The Conversation Between What We Love To Do And How We Love To Be
- Little Daily Miracles
- Camas Lilies
- God Is Everywhere
- This Very Moment Is the Perfect Teacher
- Eyes of the Heart