pandemic – Page 2 – Feel with Neil

Christmas Carol paradoxes 5 – It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

Wishing we have “ears to hear” above the din of judgmental self-talk

What we most long for when we are feeling alone is not incoming love from others, but instead is someone on whom to pour our outgoing love.

First-World nations have a garden where can dance the better angels of our nature.

“I’m not a racist. I have a lot of black friends. I work with a lot of black people.”

I think I’m here just to be alive. To see it. Hear it. Feel it. All of it. Even when it hurts.

“There’s something happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear.” Except to the child-mind and -heart