If ever you start to feel weary of the mundane and completely restless in all that has not changed, and rather numb to the mention of grace, let today be the day you make the mindful decision to find joy in the ordinary places - the white light between the bedroom blinds, the taste of rich, dark coffee grinds - for even though the extraordinary calls you, and you feel its river running wild through your bones, and your heart is craving meaning and purpose on the other side of your unknowns, there are still these flickers of light and familiar tastes that are calling your heart to know: even when you are still, there are so many ways to find your way to gratitude.
Morgan Harper Nichols - All Along You Were Blooming
















