Midday, 20 Nov

The afternoon has brightened up, with a few blue patches showing around the edges of cloud cover.  Flocks of birds have come out to partake of the day, and fill the treetops with their calls.  I paused beneath the copse of oak trees on my daily walk, and made my Celtic Mandala and afternoon office prayers there, under their gently rustling canopy.

“Hail, Spirits of the Land. Thank you for your sustenance and nourishment.  May you smile upon us this day, and teach us here how to live peacefully with you.  I honor you, and all that you are.  May there be peace between us.  Slàinte mhath.”

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