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 Heading out into the desert September 15, 2016 I am and all is well May 4, 2017 Falling in love with the mystery September 8, 2016 No Comments Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.