MMMMMichael Dear,
That ice cream had a purpose -- and landed at the perfect place! Seems you might have been "watched over."
And I am most grateful you came out unscathed compared to what could have been.
With Love, NNNNNancy
I am awed (and in admiration) that you do live life so whole-heartedly. Biking gives one a feeling of freedom-it has given that feeling to me all my live. Currently though , that is not a possibility for me. So I find fredom of the heart in other ways. How about early morning coffee in the midst of our veggie garden! Now this gives me energy and grace for the day. Love.
Beautiful story Michael! I love happy endings with a twist, and it gives me great joy to know that you are still biking despite the risks. Blessings on you today and always :-)
Michael, what a bummer!!!!! I 'm happy you are safe.....By the way, I viewed Isaiah's documentary, and shared it with another teen who is doing one for his Eagle Scout project.....Congrats on all you have taught your son!!! chip of the Young Block! love, Mary Frances
Yes, YES...I wholeheartedly agree that following what we love is key to living more fully and manifesting more abundant love in everything. If you ask me, "the juice is worth the squeeze."
It won't surprise you, Michael, that I'm angry about this. I'm angry with the driver for taking the privilege of driving a deadly vehicle so cavalierly, for not practicing reasonable care for the world around them. I'm angry with the engineers who designed that street in a way that makes it hard for drivers to notice when they threaten a life. I'm angry that your experience is the most normal story possible, one that repeats every day.
Your cancer story is all about the preciousness of life. It reminds us all to value every single moment we each have, and to reflect on our priorities for how to live each moment. The gift of your still being with us is precious. Every life is precious.
That something as simple and basic as swinging in a park, or walking from ice cream to the falls presents a totally preventable risk makes me angry.
I'm thankful that ice cream saved your life. I'm thankful I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow morning. And, I look forward to the day when we can focus our thanks on life-saving cancer treatments because we've addressed the totally-solvable risks we currently accept without second thought.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, (and along the river;)
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Mary Oliver
That ice cream had a purpose -- and landed at the perfect place! Seems you might have been "watched over."
And I am most grateful you came out unscathed compared to what could have been.
With Love, NNNNNancy