Sunday Is NOT a Day of Rest!

Hard to squeeze in any prolonged moments of reflection on Sundays for me. I take a dance class every Sunday morning at 9AM. I have complained about this time for 15 years. However, when a new afternoon class was offered -- did I jump on it? NOPE.

I like my form of Sunday worship: it's aerobic and gets my heart pumping; it's sexy movement and gets my heart pumping; it's challenging choreography and gets my heart pumping. By the end of the hour I'm usually refreshed and head out into the mid-morning for either a hike or another cup of Peet's coffee. If it's a hike, I treat it like a walking meditation. If it's a coffee, I inhale the aroma and give thanks. So I guess I do squeeze in a few minutes of reflection....Hope your Sundays are a treat, too!

Box: Wings of an Angel, 2008 Annual Box Show, Point Reyes, CA