The Sacred Ordinary

Thursday, Jul 16

The sky is blue-gold, the trees a rich green–and everything, backlit with July sunshine, seems to have a halo. Few things are lovelier than a horse standing in a pasture, rimmed in light.

Or a hummingbird, almost beak to nose with a Yorkie. 🙂

I am afraid I overlook the sacred far too often, just because it is ordinary.

Here are just some of the things that are sacred to me:

The devotion and trust I see in my dogs’ eyes whenever we look at each other.

Seeds. They’re ALL magical, just like the beans Jack planted in the fable. I still can’t get over it. In the short span of a season, a corn-stalk grows from a single kernel, loaded with MORE corn, and that, obviously, is just one example.

The healing process. It is the natural inclination of a body to heal when injured or ill. Amazing.

The moon and all its mystery. Call me flaky, but when the moon is full, things get crazy. 🙂

And those are only a FEW of my favorite things…

I’m taking tomorrow off from this blog, but I’ll be back by Monday. At the latest. (Something might happen that I HAVE to tell you about immediately.)


Be kind. You never know what sorrows and struggles people are hiding behind a brave smile.

About Linda

The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is a #1 New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels, most of which reflect her love of the West.

Raised in Northport, Washington, Linda pursued her wanderlust, living in London and Arizona and traveling the world before returning to the state of her birth to settle down on a horse property outside Spokane.

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