Smelling Incense

There is an offering happening right in front of me. Here at the pool at a ordinary hotel. She is doing it like any other thing she will do today. Nothing extraordinary here. Lighting incense, bringing an offering of flowers and rice, and cleaning up the altar area. The ordinariness of offering. She is teaching me something about life and prayer. Prayer is quite ordinary, as in it is an everyday kind of thing, but carries the power to redefine our reality. 

Poolside house temple. 

Poolside house temple. 

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