seek and you shall find
- Its what we all want, isn't it? ~ facebook.com/john.blase/pos… 1 day ago
- "I had been loved too well to ruin my life." ~ @CherylStrayed 3 days ago
- There was a time in my life when the thought of a bartender doing holy work would have been diminished... thehighcalling.org/articles/essay… 3 days ago
There’s a certain pleasure that comes from remembering something or someone. Sometimes it only takes a half-remembering but the rush is the same. Whether the memory is good or bad or hilarious or embarrassing (its moral scorecard value which tends to change if you’re becoming more human and not just getting older) holds no power over that initial surge of flat-out relief that there’s more to life than the here-and-now, that there was a there-and-then and something was there or someone was then and sometimes that was you, alive and knocking around in life’s vast storehouse of beauty.