March 4, 2010

• Lying in the grass

  Watching thoughts like airplanes flying across the sky.

  I always assumed if someone found out something really big about life they would tell everybody right away.  But maybe life is more of a secret thing, and we never say the big thing directly.

  It is good to be close to people, to relate to their experience—but other times it is better to keep a distance, so they can look at you as an idea and be encouraged by it.

  We never imagine things accurately, because we always imagine them as a picture.  In a flash we see life as lived in some place or with some person—but really, if it became so, we would arrive and the picture would keep going.  Time is a stranger to the stillframes of our imaginations. 

  When you are interacting with someone, do not form judgments about who they are, for you are but seeing a glimpse, a thin slice of their whole life.  They will have brilliant moments without you.

  I see beauty all around me, but I am afraid that if I take a closer look it will all disappear.  But even more than being afraid it will leave, I am excited that it will stay.  I think this is going to be an adventure.

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