Daily BB Meditations — May 3
The Faded Bleacher Seats
They aren't new anymore.
The paint is peeling.
The metal feels warm from the sun, cool from the shade.
You brush your hand along the seat before you sit, feeling the scratches, the dents left by seasons past.
You aren't the first to sit here.
You won’t be the last.
Shinto
Even the worn and weathered carry spirit.
Reverence is not reserved for the new — it is offered to all things that have endured.
Honor the seat. Honor the past it holds.
Daily Takeaway
Respect the places that have carried many stories before you — and add your story carefully.
Journal Prompt
Where in your life have you been overlooking the sacredness of something worn?
How can you offer it respect today?
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