Beauty in the Target parking lot I’m on an errand to restock toilet paper. Immersed in the mundane. Suddenly, beauty taps me on the shoulder. She reminds me. Immersed in mundane. Or, steeped in sacred. It’s only a point of view I choose. Related 0 Comments Share: You Might Also Like The Making of a Whole Heart, part 2 September 13, 2017 Hey! Look at me! August 1, 2016 On nature and magic January 5, 2017 No Comments Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Name * Email * Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.