Monday, May 23


Met an 83 year old woman in the post office today. She stood there and spoke of the tears she held for those living in the tornado torn part of nation.

I asked her what advice she'd give to someone my age. She looked at down and said "oh honey, don't know. Don't know."

I thought that was perfectly profound, especially after my Zen stay.

A moment later, she paused, turned to me, and without hesitation, with her crystal clear, arctic blue eyes, she said, "faith, just don't lose faith."

I thanked her and reserved a place for faith in a broken open heart. If I could say one thing to her now, I'd thank her for helping me find the beauty in not only her words but the words to follow...