I did not see anything outside my pain not until I found everyday grace. Everyday grace is not the conglomeration of hundreds of bee stings. Everyday grace is the honey I can find now in any single 24-hour day even when the bees still sting. I do not need to look to the heavens to see the grace of God. Nor do I need to look solely within.
Grace is everywhere, every day.
But it is my choice to see it. People often look at me funny when I speak of my love for Celtic spirituality. A lot of people love Irish music and dance. A lot of people like Irish pubs and Irish authors. A lot of people visit the United Kingdom.