It suddenly dawned on me what I had been missing these many weeks, the answer to "why so melancholy, o my soul." My focus has been completely on that which is not in my life, those things that walk away, the unfulfilled promise, the dashed dream, the misinterpreted hope. And suddenly it occurred to me: our lives are made not of what is not in them, but what is. People, places, opportunities, memories, gifts--they came flooding to mind in a tsunami of graatefulness and remembrance that can only be explained as extravagance. I have been given so much, been enabled to know so many wonderful people, been gifted so enormously with so many days and nights... (an exerpt from here)
Monday, July 26, 2004
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