Curled beneath my desk
My dog sleeps at my feet.
Content to be where she is.
Here.
With me.
May I learn to appreciate the moment which now is and never again.
Here.
With me.
And, lean into what she already knows so well.
Doing my best to find my way.
The most critical religious question of our day is how we will answer the question "Who is my neighbor?"
That which we know and name as God is more about the connections between us than something above us.
And this, from the poet Maya Angelou...
"Do the best you can until you know better. Then, when you know better, do better."