There is no such thing as: Empty Space

I will be going away for a few days.  There are a couple of issues I want to consider without the confusion of regular life.  Is separating myself from those I love running away from or running toward truth? 

Wednesday is a Fishing Day

I am waiting for my grandson to wake up.  We are going fishing.  I will not be day-dreaming on hearts formed by vapor; I will be focusing on how happy and energetic this 8 year old is in the presence of fish. 

"I really don't know Clouds ... "

I rarely write in the evening ...  I do not believe that I am clear sighted.  Tonight I am making an entry in an effort to begin again a daily habit of posting.  For a few hours this afternoon, while I was waiting for my car to be fixed, I observed clouds wafting across the expanse of sky.  I named the shapes, a man blowing bubbles, a fish, a bird, a heart.  The heart stretched out of shape and burst into fragments.  I watched, wondering if the strands would gather again; I wanted to see the heart whole.  For several minutes, I lingered, longing for an experience that did not materialize.

What Does it Take to be Forgiven?

There is not much I can do when a person I love is angry with me.  I can say I am sorry but that does not erase deeds done.  I can rationalize my perspective but that does not offer any insight into the mind of the other person.  There is no guide to the path, their reasons, for feeling the way they do against me.  I pray for wisdom … I hold my tongue, when I try too hard to “fix” a relationship; I fail and often make matters worse.

"There is Responsibility."

"You get towards the end of life-no, not life itself, but of something else:  the end of any likelihood of change in that life.  You are allowed a long moment of pause, time enought to ask the question:  what else have I done wrong?"  (163 Julian Barnes The Sense of an Ending)