When times get particularly hard - for me or people I care about - I imagine, as a prayer, salt falling like snow from the sky and, along with the salt - glowing, white crabapple blossoms. The meaning that this prayer holds for me is cleansing, from the idea of salt & the healing that comes from compassion toward self, which I think of as the crabapple blossoms.

I'm sending this prayer out now.