My retreat buddy

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Sometimes a retreat may show up out of nowhere….It’s Sunday morning early. I’m sitting in my kitchen with my coffee in a cup that synchronistically reads, “Some people come into our lives and quickly go…some stay for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.” I’m feeling the loss of two dear acquaintances two days in a row this past week….both surprises, way too soon, too early for either of them…I look down and feel my  sweet lab comforting me, licking one of my feet, laying his big paw on the other one as he lays on his wubby, my old dishtowel. You see, retreats can come in unique packages and show up when you least expect it yet most need it. I am so grateful.  I take a deep breath into this soulful gift of retreat with my retreat buddy.  Being mindful of the gift of a moment out of time retreat is powerful.         Come…retreat with me.  You can do this.