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The majority of strife in the world is, at present, about access to money (oil)
and the difference of religious beliefs.
I wonder what your God, Allah, Buddha, etc.
would have to say about that?
Two days ago, there was an ice storm that covered the branches with about a quarter of an inch of pure ice. The temperature held below freezing for two days and the sun was out yesterday all day. Each branch acted like its own small prism and the reflections were magical. The hour and a quarter drive to meet with a dear friend and convener was like being in a pure magic land.
I wonder, if we were willing, if the forces of nature might lead us
to see the possibility for brilliance in all things, including people?
Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life.
This second is the only one I have any guarantee of.
I wonder why I sometimes think that imagining what might be or might have been
makes any sense at all?

