Again

Things are right with the world. Little things unbalance and make themselves apparent, and then you pray and talk about it and you know it is ok. I may not be able to heal everything, but I will always do my best. And I know all of you will, too.

I see my dear ones and that is what matters. We move apart and come back, the love is always there. The comfort that comes with home, wherever that is. For most of us, it must exist with us, because home cannot be a place or time.


(From the Orlando trip…)

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  1. prayers bring so much balance. they restore the equilibrium that is upset by self and passion, by fixing our gaze on aught else but God.

    progress not perfection… we do what we can with what we have at any given time.