a carousel in Honfleur, France
Good Day, God!
I have always loved carousels. I can still remember the steam calliope in the hills of Berkeley with its crashing circus music and majestic animals circling round and round. Aah! The gentle rides of days gone by. No roller coasters for me, God!
Now that I think of it, I have been fairly consistent. For escape fiction I read romances — not mysteries. I don’t go to war movies or horror movies. I like my adrenaline levels low.
Actually, God, just this morning I thought that I might resemble a carousel myself. I was seeing the horses and lions and tigers and elephants as Parts of myself. Then I thought, Sheesh! Lots of motion — up and down and around and around — but no progress.
But, now I am sitting here and wondering if “progress” isn’t a fairly recent concept. I wonder if it came in with the railroads? There is something quite linear about most concepts of progress . . . linear and constraining. I like this thought.
Today, God, I jogged in the morning and cleaned up two “hot” spots in my home and office. Having those hot spots “undone” left me feeling “out of balance.” So now that they are cleaned up I feel much more “balanced.” I also feel satisfied. I discovered that I enjoying doing them. Before, after a day like today I might have thought “I’m making progress!” But now I am smiling and feeling pleased that today I really enjoyed the music and the motion of my carousel!
Story teller,
A Moment with God 
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