Surfing My Calendar

I just forwarded through my calendar to the end of the year, noting the recurring events and the special ones, as well. Travel. Visits. Appointments.

What doesn't appear on my calendar is the most important aspect of my life--the love I have for my husband as he heads for the golf course--the compassion I feel for a young woman who expresses her anguish to me.

May God surf me through these days, whatever events they bring, with love and compassion.

You write it: Thumb forward through your calendar. What energy is surfing you through it?