morning light – my own view

return from outer end,

still my view

After much wrestling, I could finally see how my friend thought I did not meet his expectation.

There is an insight, says Bernard Lonergan, the point of which is – there is no point.

When I was young, I had a poster on my wall, for some time, that presented visually a very short story: He was late, she rushed – and/or vice versa; – they collided where their roads crossed.

There is a love that finds its fulfillment in letting go.

I love god in you, you love me in god. (Luise Rinser, a character in her novel Mitte des Lebens).

~ by Barbara S on May 31, 2021.

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