Sometimes I see something, or read something, and it hooks me.
I weep about it, dream about it, ponder about it.
If I know what it is that is significant, or if I even know what it is that I saw, I write a blogpost about it. After all, unless it is shared, I have a sense that it sunk back into the undifferentiated nothingness… as if it never happened.
This is why I ask my students to share… so far no one has gotten it… the gift that it is.
Sometimes I see something, or read something, and it hooks me.
I weep about it, dream about it, ponder about it.
If I know what it is that is significant, or if I even know what it is that I saw, I write a blogpost about it. After all, unless it is shared, I have a sense that it sunk back into the undifferentiated nothingness… as if it never happened.
This is why I ask my students to share… so far no one has gotten it… the gift that it is.