Innocence has reappeared in my meditations the past few weeks. The word keeps showing up. While in Peru on my first day, we visited the Saint Frances Monastery in Lima to see a famous painting of the Last Supper. I had flown all night and felt myself start to drift when I heard the tour guide say, “Notice what is different about this painting of the Last Supper. You can find children in the painting and that represents innocence.”
Perhaps the journey is not about releasing guilt. Perhaps the journey is welcoming innocence.
I am listening to innocence…
Breathing into innocence…
Mary Anne