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Tonight I made a wonderful chicken salad.
Each time I make this particular meal I think of one person who taught me
to put small, baby peas in the mix. They make it special, somehow.
And you made my life special, Carrie! Thanks!
Isn’t it interesting how the simplest of things can remind us of great generosity?
On days when I experience the power of loving-kindness, the world seems beautiful, magical and complete.
I wonder why, when there are days that are full of strife and anguish, I forget that my job is to remember that brilliance and power?
I told Diane that I would “create some new moments for the stockpile” this afternoon. In the writing of those words, I realized two things. The “moments” are already created in front of us in every second.
I wonder some days whether I will be awake enough to see them?

