It’s easy to get lost in one way of looking at things.

It’s easy to get caught up in one version of ‘reality’: work, money, bills.

It’s easy to get lost in the snowstorm of things-to-be-done that swirls, endlessly, in the material world.

Luckily, there are things that lurk quietly to remind us.

A fragment of a song, the lines of a poem, a stranger’s sudden smile. Continue reading