RANDOM

've had some profound "Aha" moments. And I've written about some of that. Today...I just want to write about some of the sillier stuff...

I need you to stop wherever you are and listen to this. And just...do it. Do it now...

Be thankful that you are here, swallowed with all hope, where you can rest and wait. Be nostalgic.

This country will, whether Trump likes it or not, never be the same. Normal, as we knew it, won't work when this is over.

"All blessings are curses and all curses are blessings."

In these days leading up to the Resurrection of our Lord, we truly are facing a crucifixion of our own.

We're singing to each other from balconies. Leaving gifts on each other's front steps--even whole meals! Yes...

I didn't write the words I want you to read--and heed--today. Rob Brezsny offered this up today, a poem from Pablo Neruda...

Ask, "What can I free myself of today? What needs to go? So that I can "see" better? Feel more?" Instead of going out, go "in."

I'm not sitting in a recliner watching "the stories." I'm writing stories. Railing against things I don't like. Celebrating things I love

I've learned, finally, to be patient with that. And also to just love each little dot that contributes to the bigger picture...

Scientists believe they will outlive us. Because they know how, and when, to "give up." Stop fighting. Curl up in a ball and just...wait.

"Be my ruckus, my perfect non-sequitur. Be my circuit-breaker, my lengthening shadows at dusk..."

My poet soul friend Isaac Kirkman who passed away recently--I wrote about that--would have swayed to this one:

At times like these...I want my church to not just comment upon but to be in the struggle. Mine...seemed to be oblivious to it.

I like food shows. You know. The ones where people try to build life-size replicas of the leaning tower of Pisa out of gingerbread

I believe that sacrifice is a gift. And that in giving our all to our babies we parents are born again.

He held her up, smiled into her bright eyes and said, "You came to us!"

A conversation with Isaac was not just a conversation. It was a "conjuring" of sorts.

You won't lose everything or everybody if you back off and take some time to regroup.