On the Way to William Penn House for Tuesday Night Yoga Practice


I have been walking earlier and earlier to be with those seeking communal isolation and not with those who simply have not yet managed to grasp that the severity of the situation also applies to them. This morning I was called to go to Congressional Cemetery and walk among the markers and spirits of the dead. I found it sparkling with light and new life.

I saw these first, two blocks aways from the the rest (see “Cast-Off Objects Around (2 of 2)”). Did someone select these from a larger group of cast-offs and then decide after carrying them down the street that in fact she did not want or need them and discarded them, too? Or was there some kind of energectic convergence that led two neighbors a couple of streets apart to cast off the same kind of books at the same time?
An inquiring mind might ask these questions and then inquire of itself whether there was any need for either the questions or the answers.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Roundabout route to William Penn House to lead the Tuesday night yoga practice. Come join us some time.