I just love those foggy mornings where the world seems filled with adventure and magic. Everything seems more alive when hidden beneath the mist. My current apartment allows me to easily take a walk along the lake and into a small “woods” at a nearby park. I didn’t quite have enough light to show off the foggy morning, but the video does give you a slight glimpse of that misty world. It was so dense even in downtown Madison, that John Nolan Dr only had visibility of about ten feet! It really got me thinking about what is hidden and revealed in my spiritual life. The fog became the perfect metaphor.
I’d love to hear about your favorite metaphors for your spiritual life.