O Lord, how manifold are your works!
Today I have awakened entirely too early.
Leaving the house I startled a deer, she snorted grumpily crashing through the woods.
In awe and appreciation I stood beneath the arc of stars.
On this Rosh Hashanah I awake to a new year, new challenges, new opportunities.
It is also the feast day of Michael and all the angels, a whole other order of being.
Another translation of the verse above: That Which Exists what are your works becoming?
That Which Exists is constantly becoming, emerging, unfolding.
There is, I perceive, divine intention. But just as the starry host is beyond my full comprehension, so surely is that intention.
We engage divine intention through becoming: changing, opening, choosing, failing, succeeding, discovering, unlearning, creating, and risking.
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