Introspection, retrospection, and daily reflection has become the new normal and a sweet journey.
Not one filled with regret, but one filled with love and looking back fondly on those I have lost, those that I have let slip away, and wondering where they are today; and those that are here.
All are in my heart and are circling around; moving from the foreground to the background, back to the foreground like some stock index.
I am no longer a driver in the informational car chases that used to thrill me, I am a casual observer looking at what is good for my heart and what is not.
So it is – we are in the summer of masks and intimacy. We are discovering very odd couplings, but seemingly expanding that which we thought and certainly that which we that we knew.
I didn’t know that Nostalgia and Creativity, Surrender and Intention, Acceptance and Passion, could be such productive couplings – kinda like peanut butter and jelly – strange coupling, but auspiciously surprising and delicious.