I think that patience is an elusive but crucial quality. “Beauty revealed through surrender” just about says it all. When does anything actually begin or end? What “outcome” do we hope for, and why? I guess we’ll see, or we won’t. Thank you for this evocative reflection, Robert.
When I was a kid I would sit on top of the fridge and fill my mouth with Matzoh Meal. It’s like sand. It would take what seemed like hours for it to dissolve. Fun times!
Just lovely. And a timely reminder to be in the present, just when I needed it, which is pretty much always. Thanks.
I think that patience is an elusive but crucial quality. “Beauty revealed through surrender” just about says it all. When does anything actually begin or end? What “outcome” do we hope for, and why? I guess we’ll see, or we won’t. Thank you for this evocative reflection, Robert.
Thank you Brotherman!
When I was a kid I would sit on top of the fridge and fill my mouth with Matzoh Meal. It’s like sand. It would take what seemed like hours for it to dissolve. Fun times!
We all have our weird superpowers.
Beautiful. I can relate. Although I always thought of it as slow. But I like the word patient.
Thank you, slow sista.