A Lifetime Memory

When I am an old woman sitting in a wheelchair in the corner, with green jello dribbling down my chin, on many occasions the source of the mysterious smile on my face will be the memory of this morning with all of you.

The collective joy in that room could have powered the Earth if only we knew how to harness it. But maybe that's the point--we can't harness it, capture it in a bottle like a firefly, or make it last forever. I can, however, be and remain boundlessly grateful to have experienced it and grateful to each of you who participated in the exhuberant expression of our true and Divine natures.

In times of doubt to come, when I wonder who I am and why I'm here, I hope to call to mind this morning and remember that I am, always, a child of God, made for that kind of pure joy.

Humbly,
Jerri