Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark.
That’s where the most important things come from,
the things that break your sticks and change your life.
Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost
The Feast of All Saints
All of the places of our lives are sanctuaries; some of them just happen to have steeples.
And all of the people in our lives are saints; it is just that some of them have day jobs and most will never have feast days named for them
Robert Benson, Between the Dreaming and the Coming true
Halloween, the ancient feast of Samhain, believed to be a time when the boundary between the living and the dead thinned,
Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you
upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance
upon the mountains like a flame.
William Butler Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire

Every day is a new creation.
This day, fresh and unspoiled, is God’s gift. Its beauty isn’t in flawless skies, but in the invitation it carries: to receive love, to offer kindness, to notice the holy shimmering just beneath the surface of the now. That potential makes every day inherently beautiful
Henri Nouwen, Bread for the Journey