the heron...and my internal compass

I pray to never stop gasping out loud in awe and wonder at the sight of a great blue heron. One just flew over my home on the way to the river. And for this I am grateful. So thank you!

A dear (or deer) friend recently described her spiritual process to me: "What we're really doing here, Liz, is learning to follow our own inner guidance system."

Come again?

As much of a stretch as it is for me to practice this internal listening, I'm doing it. I'm showing up for myself, with a little (a LOT) of help from the heron, who shows up consistently in my life as a reminder.

And what I'm finding is quite beautiful indeed: that this internal compass is sacred. Is divine, is God.

Silverwood Park surprise