Last night we joined some friends for a meal, some conversation, some laughs. It as nice and easy, as it should be. Our friend who hosted us asked us to each bring something to read — something that we felt resonace with, that we’d like to bring forward to the group.

I shared the poem Lost that I posted the other day. I also shared the W.H. Murray quote that is included in that post.

Find beauty. Be still.
W.H. Murray

The best part — I thought — of the reading portion of the evening, was noticing the threads of similarities that wove their way through what we’d seen. One could argue that we see what we are looking for. I suppose that could be true. But if what we are finding — and what we are looking for — are the ways that we are connected, how bad could that be?

Not half bad, says me.

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