It's been a really hectic week. Nothing especially bad, just busy and overwhelming in the kind of way that can bring you to your knees, literally. Which has made me think about prayer.

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I've been praying a lot -- for peace, for clarity, for good judgement. Meister Eckhart famously said that if the only ever prayer you say is "thank you," then that is enough. So I've been saying thank you a lot too: for trains that run on time, for the delicious meals my husband cooks when I'm too tired to even lift my fork, for my mother-in-law who takes care of my little girl so that I can work and not feel guilty about it.
I go to church, but I'm struck by all the places where I feel like I'm surrounded by Spirit. When I do yoga, at home or at a studio, I feel surrounded by Spirit. And I think that I never feel closer to God than when I'm at the ocean (though a lake or a river will do.)
For years, I kept a picture of an infinity pool, a pool that is designed to look like it's literally spilling into the ocean behind it, on my bulletin board at work. Whenever I was stressed, I'd look at the picture -- very similar to the one shown here -- and I would feel a sense of peace.
Someday, I thought I'd get to that resort and I'd sit by that infinity pool. I looked at that picture every day for more than three years, and then one day out of the blue, I got a call from a travel editor. Did I want to write an article for them? Would I like to stay at this hotel? It was the very same hotel I'd been dreaming about for so very long.
Which makes me think there's another kind of prayer that does not involve words. I never asked to go to this place, but I think that the desire and the joy that picture inspired, put the prayer out in the world for me.
I'm curious. How do you pray? Where do you feel Spirit? And have you ever had your prayers answered in the most unexpected way?