Sunday May 10, 2015
To bore, to drill down, to explore …
I like to.
I like to communicate.
I like to communicate well.
I like to communicate, well I thought I did.
Until a reply from someone felt like fingernails on chalkboard. Weird people cannot give simple answers to simple questions.
They think they are normal, look like they are normal, but really and truly they are weird.
Thanks TN and KT – your communication yesterday reassures me communication can be simple, clear and kind. Not weird.
Most people I meet continue to be kind to me. Messages from the universe, if one could call them that, reassure there is intelligent life out there, kind generous and interesting people out there. Some, more ‘out there’ than others.
Isn’t that great?
We are so diverse, interesting, never boring …
P.S.: to all Mothers – happy day to you all, and may all of your children let you sleep in, and they should at least call …
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 0C/33F, steady walk, Gusta wanting more than I’ll allow, and I’m wanting more than my right foot will allow (weird, as the left knee is nearly recovered I’m aching/paining on the other side – no doubt I’ve been walking strangely and putting strain on other parts. My body is talking to me but I’m not sure it speaks the same language).