At one point he’s walking along realizing that he is surrounded by very precariously perched rocks which are likely to let go and create havoc in their path, likely smashing him into paste in the process. But he also realizes that all of this precariousness is measured in geologic time and therefore may occur in a moment or in ten thousand years, and really it is the same thing in geologic time.

- A.

Interestingly….. it was on September 12, 2001 that I had just that thought….

“we are doomed to die at any minute”.

TODAY…….. this moment is truly all we ever get.

911 CHANGED everything for me.

How many people woke up that morning thinking they
had years of tomorrows ahead of them.

The people who are directly in my life KNOW exactly how
important they are to me. !!!

I extend myself and reach out to folks like I might
not have before…. because ALL we have is this moment.

The following words I have no clue where they came from,
but they have been with me for a LONG time.
EVEN before 911, but they became BIG time huge after that.
I have a plastic covered card of them beside my computer.

I read them at least once a week…. maybe more.

On This Day………..

Mend a quarrel.
Search out a forgotten friend.
Dismiss suspicions, and replace them with trust.
Write a love letter. Share some treasure.
Give a soft answer. Encourage youth.
Manifest your loyalty in a word or deed.
Keep a promise. Find the time.
Forego a grudge. Forgive an enemy.
Listen. Apologize if you were wrong.
Try to understand. Flout envy.
Examine your demands on others.
Think first of someone else.
Appreciate, be kind, be gentle.
Laugh a little more. Deserve confidence.
Take up arms against malice. Decry complacency.
Express your gratitude.
Worship your God.
Gladden the heart of a child.
Take pleasure in the beauty and wonder of the earth.
Speak your love.
Speak it again.
Speak it still again.
Speak it still once again.

(author not known)

THANKS Wayne for sharing your journey and
asking those of us who are along to just L@@K a
little closer.

XO XO
Deb

“”Conversation”

God and I in space alone . . .
and nobody else in view . . .
“And where are all the people,
Oh Lord” I said,
“the earth below
and the sky overhead
and the dead that I once knew?”
“That was a dream,” God smiled
and said: “The dream that seemed to
be true; there were no people
living or dead; there was no earth,
and no sky overhead,
there was only myself in you.”
“Why do I feel no fear?” I asked,
“meeting you here in this way?
For I have sinned, I know full well
and is there heaven and is there hell,
and is this Judgement Day?”
“Nay, those were but dreams”
the Great God said, “dreams that have ceased to
be.
There are no such things as fear and sin;
there is no you . . . you never have been.
There is nothing at all but me.””
Ella Wheeler Wilcox