I suppose that I might have cause to celebrate. It’s a sunny day. The water surrounding our home receded at such a significant rate that we’re now able to see all of our property and much of the surrounding farmland. This is amazing. O, and I didn’t get Sbx cup #280. Maybe, had I gotten cup #280, I’d not have written the previous two posts this afternoon. I don’t know. So, today’s cup reads: TheWayISeeIt #76 “The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating – in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of…
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I’m thinking about blind acceptance and emperors… the events of the days behind us and before us and a book and a movie come to mind. And I wonder what really matters to people — if it matters that there’s nothing there or if there’ll be a little child standing in the crowd pointing out the obvious. And will anyone there have the courage to see? The Emperor’s New Clothes… a book. Being There… a movie. Just thinking. I remember reading the book as a child, reading to our own children along the way and seeing that movie…
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Blind trust is a dangerous thing sometimes. It’s what makes us vulnerable to accepting things we’d not ordinarily accept and makes us do things we’d not ordinarily do. Hope’s like that sometimes too. We sometimes want something so badly that we’ll believe just about anything for that need to be met or filled. Some will sacrifice just about anything to have deep seated longings fulfilled. When I was six years old my mother was dating a man she would eventually marry. I so wanted to call him daddy. We took a train to his home and we visited him. While…