after the rain, a time to grow

 I think we can call it spring now.  It has rained itself out, and now it is deliciously hot. My window box plants are happy. They had time to set down roots while it rained, and now they are growing, growing, growing.

So, too, it is time for spiritual growth.

I am dedicating Monday as a retreat for peace, a day of mindfulness.

I won't keep complete silence. Sometimes the voice of the Goddess arises from the stillness and I want to chant and sing in harmony with Her.

I will spend time on the headlands, looking into the waters and sensing the strength in the rocks beneath me. 

I will weave, for this is my meditation in motion.

Most of all, I will cherish commonplace, everyday things. A spider web.  My cat's raspy purr. An imperfect leaf.  For an ordinary witch, these things are the embodiment of the Goddess. 

I will not retreat from everyday reality.  I will savor it and take refuge in it.

What about you?  Do retreats figure in your spiritual practice? What do you retreat into?