A prolific
American writer named Gladys Taber once said, “We need time to dream, time to
remember, and time to reach the infinite.
Time to be.” During the past
week, because of the incredible generosity of a friend of thirty-six years,
I’ve been granted that time. I just
returned to Minneapolis from a delightful week along the North Shore of Lake
Superior. Listening to the endless waves
outside our cabin was mesmerizing and meditative. Sitting amongst the trees with an enchanting
new book or chatting with my friend reminded me of how simple and joyous our
lives can be when we’re granted the opportunity to slow down. Now the challenge is to integrate those
simple joys into everyday city life. No
easy task! As I approach the age of 65,
I’ve become more reflective in my own life, but less tolerant of those in the
frantic, “hurry, scurry world,” especially when it jeopardizes the safety of
others, including children.
For me it’s
the age old question of finding the balance in life. But for now, I’ll just stay
in the moment and
visualize the majestic grandeur of my favorite waterway in the world—Lake
Superior!
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