Yesterday, rain, and now today all is lush and green.
We may each have our own experience of how we feel those who have died communicate with us but here is Jon Carroll on the subject.
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/10/18/DDC11FSQET.DTL
For me, it connects with this statement by Ralph Waldo Emerson.
"There are no days in life so memorable as those which vibrated to some stroke of the imagination."
We can't know what is imagination and what is "more," and perhaps there is no difference and yet yesterday when I listened to a lecture at Green Gulch Zen Center and she spoke of the mystics among us, and how they connect like harp strings with "spirit," and therein is contentment, I knew we each have the possibility to augment our way. May we each string the harps of our imagination and enrich even more these marvelous fall days.
