Good Morning, God!
Now that I am back to swimming frequently, I drive by this fountain several times a week. And each time I get a visceral reaction! The LIGHT. The WATER. And Diamondhead in the background! I long to take a photo so I can SHARE the beauty. But, I’m driving. Sigh. But the other day there was no traffic behind me. . . and so I slowed down . . . and snapped three quick shots! Vola!
Because, now I can share. Sharing is part of being “human”. In the old days — maybe before radio — people used to be called on to share. A good storyteller could count on being asked to share an old favorite story. Others had jokes to share or poems or impersonations, perhaps. Entertainment was not an industry. It was what humans did when we got together.
Now as we are zooming toward the future . . . some aspiring even to becoming trans-human . . . I find that I am becoming more and more enthralled with simply being “human”. The quiet joy or just “being with” family and friends has deepened and become richer. A few days ago — I think in the book The Chemistry of Calm, by Henry Emmons, M.D. — I came across the idea of a Clearness Committee. That is a quaker term and is used when a person is seeking clearness on a decision. The person goes to the elders — or people who listen well and are not given to advising — and asks for their help in discerning clarity. They ask clarifying questions. But mostly they hold the person in love. Trusting that the person’s inner light will show the way.
In the article below Gil George ended by saying, “even if no clarity comes from it, there is a sense of being held in love by our community that can make the lack of clarity not as scary as it used to be.”