The two photos above were taken this morning at the exact same pond within minutes of each other-- different angles, different view--- different experience.
This week has been full of challenges to my head and heart. How to open both more deeply. I'd like to believe that I am getting softer, slower, more vulnerable, more receptive--- which allows for the truth of gray to roll in-- no black, no white-- all black all white. Gray.
I like gray, very much. Soft, gentle-- filled with colors of its own.
But what I REALLY like is smart, smart, FLIPPING BRILLIANT humor. This morning Dave shared a meme with me that tells you just how far out of the hip, happening loop I am (as it is now over). But I must share it with you-- even if you are hip and happening and already enjoyed it when it was fresh and live-- because it makes me supremely happy.
Smart. Smart. Smart FUNNY.
Texts from Hillary.
I wish I could single out just one to tell you is my favorite but I love them ALL, I love the whole composite. They make me laugh the good kind of tears.
Peace to you on this sweetest gray day.