word

yesterday, our youngest son (who is home for a bit from college, and it has been a joy) mentioned in his beautiful and laconic way that is amazing, the work that we all do. he wondered aloud that there are things we think we cannot live without, or do not want to live without- in this case, i had been considering beautifully formed ceramics (heath, thank you) and he had been thinking about additional expenses (coffee and such) at college- he works as a bike messenger, also- and how we spend our lives working to pay for these things. and we buy and we work and as the cycle goes, how do we live? when do we live? only he said it much more succinctly and purposefully than i have. i just wanted to remember.

considering this

often leads me here 

photo: edward hopper via vt, chicago

shining like the sun

it is a glorious destiny to be a member of the human race...now i realize that we all are. and if only everybody could realize this. but it cannot be explained. there is no way of telling people that they are all walking around shining like the sun...if only they could all see themselves as they really are. if only we could see each other that way all the time.

thomas merton, conjectures of a guilty bystander