Still recovering from the weekend trip; it was exhausting and trying on many levels for me. I suspect it was worth it, in the end, but still feeling too much proximity to it to do anything other than react.
Today, as I was reading the copy of Jonathan Livingston Seagull that I'd picked up in a small bookstore in the small town we were staying in, I ran across this passage that reminded me of a conversation
adularia and I had on the plane about people pursuing their interests and their dreams.
Today, as I was reading the copy of Jonathan Livingston Seagull that I'd picked up in a small bookstore in the small town we were staying in, I ran across this passage that reminded me of a conversation
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"How do you expect us to fly as you fly?" came another voice. "You are special and gifted and divine, above other birds."
"Look at Fletcher! Lowell! Charles-Roland! Judy Lee! Are they also special and gifted and divine? No more than you are, no more than I am. The only difference, the very only one, is that they have begun to understand what they really are and have begun to practice it."