Transfigured Goodness,

I know you try to dazzle me everyday with the beauty of nature, loving enounters, a symphony of sound,  and other overwhelming examples of your Presence.  I beg forgiveness for my apathy, for being too busy to notice or appreciate your desire to delight and engage me. Help me to stop, smile and enter these moments of sheer gift. May I awake and embrace  each day with the words “It is good to be here,” on my lips.