Have you a Holy moment, or many Holy moments, which you keep in stock to cheer you when need arises? I do, and here is one that I cherish.
It was an ordinary day of work, but a day when my mood was unsettled. I went out to lunch and came back to the office lugging a feeling of emptiness with me.
My vocation was is in a field where serious problems were dealt with every day. The inability to help resolve the difficulties of a child or an adult in a timely manner weighed heavily and could lead to questioning the meaning of one’s work.
Well, I was in a blue funk on that day of late autumn. The leaves had fallen and were being blown about by a light wind. As I approached the entrance to my office building a gust of wind began swirling a batch of leaves in the air. They twirled and moved in a circular dance in front of me.
Entranced, I watched the ballet for a few minutes and then the wind blew one of the leaves into my open carry-all bag.I picked it up and looked at it. Its form appeared in the shape of a dancer ( in my eyes). I was cheered no end and restored to a balanced perspective on my work. The memory of that sacred moment cheers me still.