No matter how I try, there is nothing in me able to string enough words together to make a comprehensible message. Books at my side give me nothing appropriate or worthy. There is no light yet outside to ignite something from inside (and vice versa). I look around the room and the words I can read as titles of the books standing at attention in their rows are the following: Life, integral, Selling All, Jesus, Seek My Face, Compassion, Meditations, Silence.
Perhaps that is enough for today. What do you make of it?
Dorothy Hathway said:
As I age, I often find words inadequate to describe anything real. I like your words and phrases that stand alone – Seek my Face, Compassion, and so on. They let the seeker find her own way – like a road sign that points towards a destination but doesn’t confine her to the details of someone’s else’s path. Very respectful, very nice!
Thanks, Dot. You always know what to say!
Kristine Hammond Skinner said:
Estelle Hahn said:
Good words for a gloomy day, both yesterday and today.