“I see you!” … Megan Craig who provides illumination, the light seeping in, ever so slowly: “How hard it is to see someone else’s inner light – the thing that keeps them illuminated in dark times – especially when we are fixated on our own lives. We pass one another, intent on ourselves and our own problems, never imagining the burning fire under the dark coat.”
6:10 a.m. 42° F. Nippy for May.
It’s been 6 days in a row, running that is. Why? More on this another day, this surge of something.
There she is. Mother Goose. Same spot. Each morning, every morning. Sitting between the highway, the guard rail, and the retaining wall. Sick. She has to be sick. Does she sit here all day?
She triggered a mini waterfall of the yesterday’s events.
3 p.m. conference call. Delicate personnel situation. I’m quiet, he explains. “Listen, I’m not vindictive, that’s not who I am. There was nothing malicious in….” He’s a midwesterner, solemn, humble, truthful. We wrap up the conversation. I thank the small group for providing me the background. I close: “I know vindictive, and you ain’t vindictive. I see vindictive each morning in the mirror.” They laugh. I know, they know.
6:10 a.m. Yesterday’s morning run. 0.6 miles in. A…
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