|Mother Mary, Buddha and Ganesh along with a fine feathered chicken.|
Somehow, in midst of all this chaos my little altar reminds me of the divine in my life, the divine in other people and to never forget to pray for hope and peace, love and healing.
Wherever we get our sense of religion, however it may be presented to us, it serves to remind me that there is a higher purpose in all that I do.
|Buddhas, Confucius, Guadalupe and another chicken. *|
And somehow, this has all become an extension of the beads. It is the beads that brought to me joy and prayer in my daily life and it is the beads that bring people in.
There you have it, the divine side of life according to the charms of Lois.
p.s. Someday, I will tell you the stories of my chickens and why they also are on my altar.