Today, on my morning walk, there was natural grass everywhere, with little daisies everywhere, like a blanket, flowers everywhere, a Dalmatian in green and white, I have never seen anything like it, under the eco sign.

On Friday the 13th, I have the feeling that the whole world will receive an answer to its prayers and that God lives in each individual - a vision, the walk reads like a blessing woven in petals and possibilities.

The Answer in the Grass

On Friday the 13th, no ominous sign came - just a blanket of grass and daisies, wide like a name whispered by the earth in a lullaby, each flower a syllable, gentle and familiar.

A Dalmatian fluttered - white on green - a living outline in a meadow scene, divine absurdity, joyful and majestic, God giggling through the silk of the grass.

No open sky, no trumpet sound - only silence, and all was a vast feeling like the light of the cathedral, that every soul gets the right answer.

In petal and paw, in breath and skin, the sacred world pulsed deep within me, and you, dear wanderer, knew it was true: the divine also carries your steps.