Today when I got to work I flipped over from April to May in the calendar that Dottie makes us each year. Here is what I saw.
Yes, it is a lovely photograph of Fanore Beach in County Clare, Ireland. But the words that went with it were what stopped me in my tracks... "Do not try to save the world or do anything grandiose. Instead, create a clearing in the dense forest of your life and wait there patiently, until the song that is your life falls into your cupped hands, and you recognize it. Only then will you know how to give yourself to this world so worthy of rescue".
Clearing by Martha Postlethwaite.
After doing a Marco Polo with Annette and Peggy in which I recited it for them, I thought about it all day long. I am still thinking about it now.
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