A day that is unexpected, unplanned, usual.
Twenty-eight days most years.
Then, every fourth year, another day greets us at the end of February.
Twenty four hours..
In the best sense of those words.
What will you do with this one precious day?
This gift received only every four years?
Will you enter into it as usual?
Or will you leap into it?
Will you have the same meals, same routines?
Or will you let your spirit leap in new ways?
Will you go about this as though the calendar could read February 28th or March 1?
Or maybe we can leap around, dance around, and sing aloud?
Maybe this leap day will interrupt us
in the best ways.
That might open us to the holy, sacred leaping in our midst even here and now.