Sunday Afternoon Communication

I continue to hold the light, if only for myself.  We could use a case of joy, please.  One for every man, woman and child. Never assume that you know it all.  Always come from not knowing.  Continue to let your curiosity flow.  Let your wonder be new.  You don’t know all that you don’t know. I’m feeling older today brought on by the rain drops and a feeling of loneliness.  The raindrops are a sheer joy for the flowers and trees.  They are happily singing.  I like to hear that.  They’ve cracked open their parched mouths to allow for the wetness.  Mother Earth is taking care of her own. Always come from a place of not knowing.  I repeat myself. Slender women hid behind telephone polls hoping not to be noticed.  Elephants float skyward, tethered to strings from a spider’s web.  The world is wild.  Never assume that you know a thing.  All avenues are open for creation and observance.  Never be too sure of yourself.  Let a spark excite you and hold your interest.  Brush your teeth with pepper salt.  Clean your face with mud.  Ignite wonder.  Time to pull out all the plugs.  Time for show and tell.  Be amused, not scared.  Be fascinated, not appalled.  Be happy when the show comes to an end, the circus vans and carriages move on with their dancing monkeys and their smoke and mirrors. Clouds lift.  Smoke clears.  Be surprised.  Never assume.