There is a garden......outside a private hospital in Oslo. Sometimes I go to the guesthouse connected to the hospital for meetings and conferences, and when I do, I always make sure to find at least a few minutes to visit the garden. The Silent Garden.
A few minutes during lunch break yesterday was enough -
to fill up my heart with beauty
to pray for a good friend
A few minutes alone, in the middle of a day filled with people and words.
And then I was ready to walk back.....
.....on a carpet painted by the Creator.