Sometimes memories return like small caresses, or little feather touches from the past. We smile, remember, savor and perhaps even wince a bit. Then the memories fade and are forgotten. But if the feather touches persist, there is a story that wants to take wing. The recollections accumulate and gather substance. Slowly a time that was touched by blessing and meaning is brought to life again. It has a wingspan and wants to be shared.
Praise for Gunilla Norris
“Gunilla Norris’ simple precepts for meditating and living have a translucent quality. We can all benefit greatly by observing them.” –Thich Nhat Hanh
“Gunilla Norris’s meditations are beautiful and human and show the glory in the ordinary.” –Madeline L’Engle
“Gunilla Norris brings a new awareness of the sacred nature of all life.” –Anne Bancroft