I had to approximate a bird to learn: the shortest distance between two points is above. Writing is like flying. The point is to create above the conversations of the day, towards ideas that are much too far away to talk to. It is not living above cloud cover but thinking above it that delivers ways and whys of living never previously imagined reachable.
Do you sometimes feel as if you’re about to call off the search party for your life’s meaning? Well, know that turbulence often eventually becomes the soul’s best rocking chair.
Here, above the circumstances of the day-to-day, we can really make time (much like the older woman in the seat next to me who knits and knits). But these beautiful views burn fuel. Sketch them down on the required descent to our duties and live up to them.
Julius Caesar, were you here, I would not warn of such wanderings. Can you feel it? Away from the public forum, spring is arriving. If only in words.