I wondered if the fixed smile–as I perceived it–wasn’t also a wince from hurt carried constantly conscious. Inescapable.
Tag Archives: stranger encounter
I am being loved (3) – Moments
Do we “snap out of” divine moments because they are too much for us?
Racism, politics…
“I’m not a racist. I have a lot of black friends. I work with a lot of black people.”
Parents, remember? Exercise your soul today
Moments of pure loving as we held and simply adored our babies… What happens to those?
Love Is Not a Noun (3). To Love Is To Be Curious
To listen with exquisite attention is a unique act of loving, never to happen again. Sacred
Dark Night of the Soul (5) – One Simplification
Forget “One day at a time,” or, “Live in the moment,” if you aren’t up to them… What IS naturally human is relationship. Relate to one Christface at a time. As each comes.
