So a bit more on it, in case you don't want to click over. I started reading Momastery months ago after reading this hillarious post about her toddler's meltdown in Target. Since that time I've continued to read. Glennon has such a passion for women---women struggling with recovery, with divorce, with heartache, or just with motherhood in general. We, the readers of her blog, adopt these philosophies: We Can Do Hard Things (sound familiar?), Love Wins, and We Belong to Each Other.
Her blog, Momastery, came about, because there are so many parallels between mothering and being a monk. It's holy work, this mothering business--molding and shaping little people, working alongside God, teaching them to love.
One thing at a time. Pay attention. Listen while you work. Everything’s a miracle.
Monks work to live that out. Wouldn't we all be better mothers, better people, if we approached everything this way?
I love this last one. Everything is a miracle. That's what I celebrate here--thanks = miracles.
All is grace = Everything's a miracle
Counting the rest of my miracles today:
704. The girls' first trip to the zoo.
705. A visit from their masi and masa.
706. Swimming in the backyard.
707. Smelling asiatic lilies.
709. Pollen-covered noses.
710. Drinking wine from Barossa Valley.
711. New art.