Sitting in the car this afternoon, with
the sun streaming through the window, I heard my son Christopher make this
announcement: I am going to count to eleven.
It went like this:
Eleven, nine, four, fifty four, to the
left, to the right, five, eleventy, three, jack o'lantern, six.
And now I am thinking isn't that just
the way life goes? We think something is wrong if it does not progress the way
we think it should or imagine it might.
When really it all gets much easier when
we know that life is not interested in the order of things. And that nobody is
further ahead or better or more spiritually evolved or more beautiful or good
or kind or wonderful than we are.
How can they be? In the five, eleventy,
three, jack o'lantern, six-ness of Life, no comparisons can be made. We can
only accept where we find ourselves right now.
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