Archives for September 2015

Drinking the juice and sipping the nectar.

Nectar should not always be a syrupy concoction, in fact not ever, not at all.

If you find the source of health and happiness in a beverage you will be arrested.

But once you are released for want of evidence and all charges are dropped, you will be free to do a lot of good in the world.

The pure juice is going to be welcome everywhere.

Then, when asked did you create that? You can say yes, with great satisfaction.

Is it inviting to offer someone a seat and then stand immediately to make it accessible and is it too much too soon if there is a language barrier and cultural chasm between you and the soon-to-be-seated?

We do not ask these questions much ( and not in such a n out of breath manner), if at all…so much the better.

But occasionally trying to fit into someone else’s clothes of sensibility and emotion, can deliver a flash-of-lightening insight into a new world next door.

Or the next door after that.

Now, let us not get too particular about it. Communication quite often works best when it is not so much thought out, as ebbed out.

The flow of happy coincidence and open hands.

There is no need to prepare a program if you use American terminology.

There is no compulsory statement that says you must have an antipasto, you can just have the main course.

Somewhere over the rainbow there is another one.

You can paint a streak in the sky.

You determine why.

They collected all the clever people together in one room giving them wine and notepads.

One by one they expressed their ideas, made notes and tried to sound clever.
Even when they didn’t try to sound clever they always fought for their own piece of the pie.

One person entered who had baked a different pie and sat quietly eating it in the corner.

After a while all turned round as there was only one, the last, piece left of the new pie.

They all wanted to try it.

What pie would put you in such a position of piety?