offered cup

I like to ride my bike here and look out at the blue upon blue. Sometimes my favorite bird is waiting for me, a king-fisher. In Israel, the kingfishers are blue, a beautiful turquoise blue.

There's always a cup being offered to me, a cup overflowing with love and comfort. All I have to do is stop, breathe a moment and take it in. Then I offer the love in my heart, overflowing with praise, cupped in my hands like two turquoise wings.