"I rose to make the coffee. I walked to the door and paused.
When I looked back, I saw my life shining within every ordinary
thing. and I was seized by the same feeling I get when I see the ocean,
the feeling that it is all too much to behold, too beautiful, too much
to bear-and I was filled with an aching love for all of it...and somehow
nothing seemed more holy to me than just being there, naturally myself,
in the midst of it..." Sue Monk Kidd
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