“I could say grace was a woman with time on her hands, or a white buffalo escaped from memory. But in that dingy light it was a promise of balance.”
From Grace by Joy Harjo
Balance sometimes comes when we give ourselves permission to slow down in the midst of the mess, to breathe even with the dishes still in the sink. The grace we give to ourselves and others, to not have our lives balanced, can often be the times when we achieve the most balance in our lives.
When have you experienced grace that allows you to feel more balanced?