Last night I was at the home of my friend Phil McWilliams. After not seeing him for a year, he is now holding space in his lovely home for a quiet group of chanting led by him on the guitar.

I will post a couple of photos I took on my phone. Although the chants were simple, I had to keep looking at the card with the words on them.

Do you feel the silence in this note? That is what grace does to you. It gathers up everything extraneous and puts it somewhere else. When the evening is over, you find that whatever was extraneous is now vanished.

After the evening wound down, Rob and I drove around for a bit looking at the Christmas lights in this old part of town. Then we went to The Majestic Diner and split a cheeseburger and fries.

This morning I am still experiencing the miracle of silence.

Vicki Woodyard