Friday, March 29, 2013

Why...

I like running in Maine...

thinking.
evaluating.
looking at the ocean.
feeling blessed.

Not a lot to write about today, I'm in Maine, the last couple of days have been better than most of the last stack of months, really, and instead of words, I'm going to pepper you with pictures.

Today is Good Friday and I found a Catholic church in Portland with Mike's help, and we went there, before the CnE's, before the crowds. And the church was, unlike many in Toronto, blessedly unlocked.
And marble'ed, and hushed, and I felt a sense of reverence, a new church--I hadn't felt that in a while.
Blessed.
Heard.
Calm.
Peaceful.
Joyous.

Free. 









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