Arms upraised, head tilted from the weary journey, I came upon the form of the crucified Jesus as I followed my heart through the woods on my way to a place my soul remembered in the South of France. Still rooted here, his heart was beating in this land. Birds were singing that day and seemed to be telling the old story while also stirring with the song of new beginnings.What is your essential story of life? What is alive in you?
I hope this Faithscapes and Soul of Nature Collection image has sparked a reconnection and remembrance for you today. I believe there is beauty to be found right here, right now, all around you and right there within you.