my goodness. yesterday was the most wonderful day.

there's a place i know and on the rare occasions that i find myself there, i am overwhelmed by an encounter with the most wondrous creator. the thing is though that it isn't the place itself in which god dwells, that i could just go there and expect some sort of supernatural. a friend lovingly pointed out to me that the reason i always have these encounters, each and every time without fail, is because he's dwelling in the people who happen to be there at the particular time and moment i am having these encounters. people who are so open, so filled with the types of things that make humanity wonderful and beautiful - and because of that, i am stretched, challenged, blessed with wisdom and kindness and realizations that i certainly cannot find on my own. i am pulled more closely to my own humanness, which is precisely the intention. that's what we were made to be.

and so i am filled to the brim, swimming in abundance, pulled fervently in the direction of love. i am balanced and given a vision of myself exactly where i am in that moment - and the funny thing is that i'm always so much better off than i give myself credit for.

among yesterday's immeasurable revelations, a small one is that perfection offers no purpose for anyone or anything. messes and ugliness create purpose, spark imagination, creativity - what can we do with this mess? what can we do with this broken thing that can no longer be what it was, but perhaps could become something so much more? i think our first instinct with broken things is to get rid of them. but i've seen so much beauty come from trash mixed with a bit of imagination. and that resonates with my core a whole lot more than massive piles of discarded goods we no longer need.

especially when it's people we're talking about.