In the wee hours, I am thinking, may Mary’s yes be ours as well.
And I am struck by her visual – a bridge of steps over a fallen tree.
Because, you see, fallen trees must be navigated.
Navigation, depending upon the imagination, does not require destruction.
And so the tree lies and the step-bridge accommodates and all is well.
I love nowhere bridges, don’t you?
So today I vow to navigate the fallen trees along the path
I vow to give the fallen trees their place on my path
even as they yield a place along their path to me
Peace – my yes to the importance of trees felled and paths shared
