What does it mean to be ok? How often do we say that we are ok for the purpose of avoiding saying how things really are at the time?
These questions are ones I ponder on a not infrequent basis.
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“Please wait just a moment,” I asked my friend as we were heading home after a morning at the museums and a delicious lunch out.
“What,” he asked, “another heart cloud?”
I did not need to answer; he could just look at where the camera was pointed.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
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Last night, after a long work day, for no particular reason, I found myself in my study, dipping into books by Mary Oliver. Tonight I return with more intention. Much of her writing will, no doubt, continue to speak to me.
What seems brightest, or biggest, or most important is a matter of perspective and degree of understanding (or lack thereof).
