We are enjoying exquisite day after exquisite day. The light is so clear and the sky so blue, that I just keep looking up lifted into I don't even know what. I learned that the sister of a very good friend has breast cancer. It brings up for me what I have learned. I know she enters a journey. I hope I can be of help.
I've been working on a speech on the pause, which allows me to appreciate the pause, and in that I am more nourishing of my dreams. I believe we stretch time when we pause to recognize why we are here.
Yesterday, I went with a good friend to Limontaur Beach in Pt. Reyes. It is one of the beauties of the world. We kept turning 360 degrees around unable to stop with only one view. When we sat, a young gull sat with us. One can walk for miles in either direction and then there are the hills. It is paradise and, of course, a visit to Pt. Reyes must complete with food at the Station House Cafe, one of my favorite restaurants in the world. We sat outside with the flowers.
I feel more and more touched and embraced. Perhaps graced is the world. I love the Fall!
I consider the following words feeling deeply that if there is a dream, dreaming me, I am impressed and grateful for the beauty and imagination of the gift.
It is almost as if the Bushmen represent something which we now only find in our dreams. I shall never forget when I was questioning a Bushmen very deeply about the meaning of a story and he said to me, “It is very difficult, because there is a dream, dreaming us...”
- Sir Laurens Van Der Post from A Walk With A White Bushman